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Asgard.

Sacred Mount Salem.

Templar.

Central dogma.

In the huge black stone hall, in front of an extra-long black rock wood table, a circle of people wearing black robes sat down.

They were silent, all waiting for the man at the end of the table to speak.

At the end of the long table, there sat a man who was somewhat out of place in the whole hall.

He wore a well-fitting shirt, ironed glasses, and a faint smile on a resolute face full of beard.

He was looking at a book, his long golden hair abruptly resembling the brightest sun against the emblem of the huge sacred mountain of Salem behind him.

He himself was like an abrupt sun, shining on the gloomy hall.

He looked at the unknown book for a long time.

After a long time, he sighed as if he was a little satisfied, closed the book, took off his glasses, and wiped them with a thin cloth while smiling warmly, "I think everyone has heard of ...... too."

When these words fell, the black-robed people in the entire hall held their breath, as if they were waiting for a major news to be announced.

The whole hall became more audible with pins dropping.

"That's right, a few days ago, on the side of the final dogma, there was indeed some movement. The man with a warm smile wiped his glasses and said the second half of the sentence slowly.

Suddenly, the entire Blackstone Hall was like a depth charge being thrown, and everyone was boiling.

But he still suppressed his own volume, tried to be as quiet as possible, and turned his head and ears.

The man with a warm smile didn't interrupt them, let them talk there, and he himself quietly wiped his glasses, waiting for the end of this little turmoil.

Finally, after about five minutes, the exchange ended.

The halls of Blackstone are at peace.

"I know everyone is excited, but the end result is unpredictable. The man continued to speak tepidly, "The only news I get now is ......"

As he spoke, he stopped wiping his hand and held out a finger to point in one direction.

That's the direction to the east.

See this direction.

The Blackstone Hall, which was originally a little restless, fell silent in an instant.

It was as if the man's finger, in that direction, was hiding something terrible.

"Regarding the eastern region, I know that everyone has some concerns, but since it is the meaning of the saints, then we can only go and see, and besides, we really need to expand our controllable territory. The man put away his fingers and continued to wipe his glasses, but the meaning of his words made many people afraid to look up.

There is no way, the eastern region has given them too many nightmarish memories, and more than thirty explorations of the eastern region have ended in total annihilation each time, and the eastern region has become a forbidden area.

"Godfather, I would like to go. While everyone was silent, at the end of the long table, a loud and majestic voice rang out, accompanied by a young man with red hair and eyes and an extremely powerful face.

On him, there was a domineering and violent aura.

This person is Li Bamo, who broke through the wall in the desperate situation of the Northland.

No one spoke to Li Bamo's active quest for battle, whether it was good or bad.

After all, as one of the most outstanding rising stars of the Templars, Li Bamo was powerful and had a bright future, and his teacher, the Ximen Night Tower, one of the strongest people in the world, and the Third Patriarch of the Templars, although he never attended similar meetings, no one wanted to mess with him.

That's a terrible person who doesn't care about demon humans, as long as you're weak, you can kill them all with one punch.

"Good, Pull the Demon. To this, the gentle man known as the Godfather nodded happily.

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Meanwhile.

Central Continent, Central Castle.

The final round of the final award of the military department also kicked off.

Su Junyan first checked the little Qianqi who had been repaired and modified again sent over in the morning, he had already proposed a transformation plan when he broke up with Odysseus last time, of course, he checked this time not only to see if the transformation was completed, but also to see if anyone had tampered with it.

Of course, he didn't say that he couldn't trust Odysseus at all, but he had to guard against others.

After inspection, he found that there were no problems, and the modified parts did their best to meet his needs.

Now it's time for the official showdown.

The first game is still a machine reward, against the demon god slashing the wind.

Su Junyan couldn't talk about being nervous, although the suppressive power that Chopping Wind showed last time was extremely strong, and he didn't expose anything else at all.

But as he told Olivia last time, he's not bad.

After breakfast, Su Junyan followed the officer to the ring arena again.

This time, the viewers were much more active than the last time, and when Su Junyan arrived, the surroundings were almost full.

As the protagonist of the day, Su Junyan and the other two participants first came to the center of the arena to receive everyone's attention and the president of the Federal House of Lords.

Su Junyan himself has no love for this kind of situation-greater than meaningful, and as the winner of the three events, it is really a strange feeling that he is standing with the other three people instead of three people.

However, Su Junyan knew that this move was very meaningful, whether it was the exertion of some control over the military department by the House of Lords, or the accumulation of the power of Su Junyan and several of them, especially Su Junyan himself.

After all, he is now the closest person ever to the honorary title of the Champion of the Three Armies, and even if he loses in the end, he will still be greatly valued.

However, Su Junyan will not let himself be defeated.

As Su Junyan and the others stood still, one door of the ring arena opened, and a land demon power locomotive came to them with an old man with a red face on his face.

"Ladies and gentlemen. He said his voice echoed through the Ring Arena through the Magic Power speaker.

"You're all the pillars of the Federation, and I'm glad to be here. ”

Su Junyan looked at him, this old man, he is the man who stands at the highest level of power in the entire Central Federation.

Ars Pompeii, patriarch of the Pompeii family, is known as the man of the living volcano.

But now that he is in front of Su Junyan, in addition to his ruddy complexion, he is just an old man with more light in his old eyes.

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