In the Council of High Gods, the eyes of all the powerful gods are focused on Shar, and the powerful gods are almost certain that Shar will definitely vote for it, regardless of whether to exile Aaron Salion, but he will undoubtedly try to stop the Chaos Expedition, after all, anything that weakens Suren's influence, Shar will do it.

But this time it was different, Shar was uncharacteristically silent, the stunning enchantress shrouded in the shadows was not as glamorous as the fire-haired lady on the side, none of the many gods present had the bold idea of pursuing her, if Shanny was an amorous, kind and transmuted heartthrob goddess, then Shar was a femme fatale hidden in the shadows.

"Hey!" Talos, Lord of the Storm, became impatient and exclaimed, "Is it so hard to make a decision?" You shouldn't need to think about it in the dark! ”

"Or did your sister's warhammer make you lose your judgment after that defeat?" Talos suddenly remembered something, and the Storm Lord couldn't help but snicker, "Did you have your head smashed?" ”

The Lord of the Storm wanted to continue taunting the Ancient Goddess, but the Warlord Tampas patted him on the shoulder, signaling that now was not the time to joke, and the strong body in Tampas's armor squinted at the Night Lady, in all fairness, Tampas admired the Chaos Expedition very much, but reason told the Warlord that there was a good chance that Shar would not agree.

"Lady of the Night, we are all waiting for your answer." The god of justice, Tyr, frowned, his empty pupils glowed with golden light, and the gouging out of his eyes by the god AO did not affect the vision of the god of justice, and the righteous said to Shar, "We can move on to the next topic." ”

"If you don't want to vote, then I propose that you don't have to participate in the High God Council in the future, Night." Shanny shook her red hair, the flames scattered throughout the room, and as the goddess of love and beauty, Shar had seriously offended her by playing with Chariss and nearly causing the cat goddess to fall. "Especially after she did these excesses to Charis and Suren."

"Before I make a decision, I want to remind everyone here of one thing." Shar spoke, and the Night Lady revealed her figure in the shadows, with her graceful steps, Shahr's one-piece light gauze dress swayed back and forth, exuding a heart-warming charm, two slender legs were exposed under the long skirt, and the thin black pearlescent stockings covered the surface of the smooth and fair skin, reflecting a charming luster in the light.

The small silk foot stepped on a pair of black patent leather high heels, the rounded heel detached from the heel with the jade foot lifting, giving people a glimpse of the scenery of the pink soles, and the slender and slender corset swayed calmly behind her, showing that Shar was in a very relaxed mood at this time.

The mere sheer beauty of Shar's seductive appearance and sensual body is enough to entice countless male gods to indulge in it, and an irrepressible urge arises in their hearts to conquer her and uncover her true face hidden in the shadows.

However, the gods who know Shar know that this enchanting body contains unimaginable dangers, and since its inception, I don't know how many male gods have fallen under her treacherous and vicious curse, and she has taken the priesthood and become corpses wandering in the astral plane!

"Have you noticed lately that the web has changed since Mithlyn (the second generation of the goddess of magic) left us and replaced her with this Miss Midnight?" The Night Lady curled the corners of her mouth and locked the purple demonic contact lenses onto the Goddess of Magic: "The good camp always seems to be able to get their own favorable results in magic judgment, while the evil camp is more difficult to cast?" ”

Midnight's face changed slightly, and she looked at Shar with angry eyes, but she couldn't say anything.

What Shar said was right, after Midnight ascended to God, as the controller of the magic net, he has been secretly trying to secretly change the value of the magic net recently.

The good faction gets Midnight's favoritism in the Spellcaster's sect, and the evil faction is discriminated against in the magic web, especially the followers of Ciric, who have not yet realized that their success rate is about 10% lower than that of others.

These small changes were not immediately noticed by the gods, except for Shar, who controlled the Shadow Demon Net.

"I'm disgusted with my sister, that's right." Shar didn't continue the topic: "But as Loshanda said, the Chaos Expedition is good, treating everyone equally, whether it is good or evil, everyone can get three chances, isn't this the will of His Majesty AO?" ”

"What did Aaron Salian bring us, astral magic? Treat everyone equally, good or evil, Chaos Expedition? Treat all equally, good or evil, the nine books of Salian? Treat all equally, good or evil. Shar's long black silk gloves with a grid pattern are slightly flesh-colored, and the gradient gloves deepen from the arms to the fingers, and if they are lighter, you may be able to see her slender fingertips clearly: "And the latest Chaos Coke, Tyr, I ask you, as long as the moment the raw Coke is sold, whether it is a good person who uses raw Coke to save his life under the siege of a group of hungry wolves, or a villain who drinks raw Coke and starts to commit murder, it has nothing to do with Aaron, who sold raw Coke, right?" ”

The expression on Tyr's face twitched for a moment, and the righteous were forced to nod their heads in acknowledgment that Shar was right, "Yes." ”

"That's right." Shar raised an eyebrow: "In the face of this kind of problem, my sister's hatred does not matter, I certainly do not want my hypocritical sister to benefit from this, if it were not for her, I would have enjoyed eternal silence and peace." But as the most ancient goddess, I have never simply objected to hypocrisy. ”

As soon as these words came out, the powerful divine powers present all nodded.

"So what is your decision?" Tyr asked.

"My decision is." Share's eyes sharpened, "I'm against stopping the Chaos Crusade, in other words, I'm behind what Aaron Salian does." ”

"Then the Council of the High Gods will make a decision." Tyr slammed the wooden hammer on the table: "Five against four!" ”

"In the name of the god AO, the proposal of Talos is invalid"

"From today onwards, the gods will not interfere with the Chaos Crusade!"

…………

In the year 1363 of the valley calendar, Serre, the country of red robes.

In a large military camp, under the huge stone building, the army of the Santarin Society is gathering here, including many red-robed mages, after more than a year of preparation, the power of the Bann Divine Son Sam is growing stronger and stronger.

But Disma has one thing that he cares about.

Serge's red robes seem to have changed.

Since the incident of the Nine Books of Salian, the first thing the red-robed chief Sazarstan did when he returned to Serre was to declare a retreat, he would not see anyone again, and all the news was passed through his apprentices.

This was not a big deal, and it was no secret that Sazastan lived in a shallow state.

What really made Disma feel concerned was that since Sazastan returned, Searle's red-robed mages began to become popular with astral magic, especially the six-ring Salian exchange technique, which was quickly used more frequently among high-level red robes than other magic, and the versatility of the Salian exchange technique fascinated the red-robed people.

Legend has it that some of the red-robed people have secretly summoned a very powerful being, but it has not yet been confirmed, and Disma only heard rumors, and a few of the red-robes said "With its power, we don't have to be afraid of Xinbu anymore!" ”

In the matter of Xinbu, Disma knows that the queen of Aragron, the Seven Sisters of the Northlands, the Elector of the Goddess of Magic, and Serre, the kingdom of the red robe, has been deflated by her men countless times in the expansion, which makes there is a very famous proverb among the red robes.

"When you meet Hembo, the best thing you can do is play dead."

- Searle proverb

If these things are not news, after all, the red-robes have been studying how to defeat Hinbu all day long, then the next thing has to be paid attention to by Disma.

Some of the red-robed mages of Serre began to believe in a new, mystical being, and they recited His name from time to time, a new deity who symbolized infinite wisdom, who possessed the ability to see the future, that everything was in the hands of His plan, that perhaps the smallest things of today could affect the future for thousands of years, and that in His cunning hands, the fire of life would be extinguished for His plan.

More and more people in the red robe believe in this new god, but their activities are very hidden, and they only know about the organization and are closely connected, from the inner circle of the eight major colleges in the red robe, to the red knights in Serre, and even the high-ranking clergy of the church may have changed their faith. With Searle's large number of merchants, nobles, mages, artisans, and commoners spread throughout the country, the sect's influence had spread.

"Your Excellency, have you noticed, Zuma, the red robe who just came in." Desma stood behind Sham, and he said to his master, "He walks unnaturally. ”

"yes, I noticed." Sham's toned body was draped in only a robe, and his handsome face shone with confidence.

"Your Excellency, I just chased him out and found that one of his feet had turned into a hawk's claw, and he seemed unwilling to let us see it." Disma frowned, still trying to convince Sham: "Don't you think, it's weird? The red-robed despise all races other than humans, but why would he turn a severed limb into a bird's claw? ”

"Maybe he's using Transfiguration, maybe it's new magic, you know, Disma, astral magic has been very popular in Serre lately." Sam still didn't take it to heart, and Ben Miko seemed to be in a very good mood: "If there's a magic that can get rid of the dependence on the magic web, then why not?" ”

"The mages we hired are secretly believing in other gods, and their bodies have been mutated by the overuse of magic." Disma said impatiently: "I think that they may have an impact on your interests and our plans. ”

"Really?" Sam finally raised his head, and Bane Miko looked at Disma with a playful expression: "Obviously, astral magic is not a safe magic, and the essence of the Salian exchange technique is not friendly, and the mentor of the Prophecy Academy's Mevlüt has been divided into nine pieces when he was found because of the abuse of the Salian exchange technique, hanging on the model of the cosmic giant wheel, do you think I don't know?" ”

"Then why did your Excellency?" Disma couldn't help it: "Why don't you take this matter to heart?" ”

"Disma, remember one thing." Summu said coldly, "Our policy is that whether it is magic net magic or astral magic, what can be used by me is good magic. ”

"It's true that astral magic is more dangerous and has a greater price, but this price doesn't need us to pay, our request for these red robes is very simple, they help us return to the Moon Sea, restore my father's glory, let me return to my father's throne, I will give them the corresponding reward, it's as simple as that."

With his eyes closed, Ban Miko revealed his true colors: "As for what they plan to do and what power they use, this is not something we should consider, Disma, don't you also choose me as an astral magic among the regular magic net magic and the astral magic of the sword?" ”

Disma stopped talking.

After a moment of silence, Disma finally spoke, "Then when will we return to the Moon Sea and send your Excellency to your throne?" ”

"Don't worry." Sam smiled horrifiedly: "I originally planned for 10 years, but judging from the current situation, it may not take that long." ”

"Someone, all the time, help me, help us." Sam threw a piece of information on the table: "Your senior, Master Paladin Renard!" ”

Hearing Renard's name, Disma's gloomy eyes immediately filled with essence.

Why, why are you again?!

…………

In the Sword Bay area, Baron Rivera of the Alliance of Lords was the first to be caught, he received a notice from the Queen of Silvermoon City, Erastro, to have a meeting, and when he entered the courtyard in a hurry, his guards were left outside, Baron Rivera felt that something was wrong, but he didn't care, and when he walked quickly into the agreed place, several paladins who appeared in front of him immediately aroused his alertness.

Knights of the Golden Lion, he had already heard their names!

Baron Rivera erupted in an earth-shattering roar, many poison darts appeared in his hands, and two arcane glows summoned flames filled with infernal aura, and a three-headed dog of hell immediately stopped in front of him.

"I'm here for a meeting, what are you going to do?" The baron roared, trying to touch the weapon, only to find it outside the door, so he had to punch and kick and resist desperately.

However, the holy warriors were all extraordinary, plus several priests carried out divine blessings, a few standard holy slashes, the three-headed dog of hell was killed on the spot, and the baron of Rivera was quickly subdued, and the two paladins grabbed him left and right, and twisted him into the room.

Reynard, a master paladin, former Purple Dragon Knight and one of the Five Heroes of Arabell, was waiting for him in the room, and when he saw the appearance of Baron Rivera, Reynard just said calmly: "Son of tyranny, do you have anything else to say?" ”

Baron Rivera's expression changed drastically, he knew that his identity was exposed, the son of tyranny suddenly roared, the divine blood in his body burned violently, broke free from the shackles of the two golden lion knights, and threw himself at Renard.

However, Renard has been in battle for a long time, and the Master Oath of Devotion Paladin just coldly watched the last struggle of the Son of Tyranny, and at this critical moment, Aaron's Grand Master raised his sword unhurriedly and showed his perfect combat skills.

Holy Spear!

The holy spear carrying the divine power pierced through the chamber, and Baron Rivera fell in reluctance, and the paladins quickly subdued him.

Renard looked at his results with satisfaction.

After more than a year of investigation, he found another hidden son of Bane.

Yes, that's right! That's it! The paladin clenched his fists firmly, turning all the guilt, torment, and pain in his heart into hatred for the Son of Bane.

As long as you can solve all the sons of Bane, you can solve the root of all problems!

Iziatou Sham, wait for me!

Also, Disney...... When I kill Cham, I will definitely bring you back to the Guru to repent.

This is what I have been asking for all my life!

Baron Rivera was badly wounded, and his secret deeds as a minor lord of the League of Lords were soon exposed by the paladins, and with the permission of the League of Lords, Baron Rivera was officially executed, and his title was inherited by one of his cousins.

With the death of Baron Rivera, another ray of the divinity of the god of tyranny drifted to Serre in the Far East, and was taken into the body of Sham.

The power of the demigod and the first tyrannical god son is a little stronger.

In the Pantheon, where the meeting was still in session, a new god belonging to Ichiatu Sam loomed, but the powerful gods who were arguing did not notice.

Haim, the only god of protection who noticed this, said nothing.

Shar was right.

The Pantheon treats all gods equally, regardless of order, chaos, good, and evil.

This is the original intention of His Majesty AO, fair, but unjust.

As the deputy of the gods, he only needs to execute.

That's the meaning of Heim's existence.

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