Just when Hezi was on the edge of wakefulness and sleep, the owner of those dark green eyes, Lord Grigori, who was extremely noble, did not disappoint Hezi.

In just a few days, he found those people in many places throughout the Xixuan World.

The Federal National Librarian, who has always had a nonchalant personality, walks through the stacks full of shelves, checking the storage of books.

Through the two rows of bookshelves standing tall, he saw that on the opposite side of the passage, there appeared the old man in the gray robe with dark green eyes, the old man's expression seemed to be smiling, and his eyes were full of longing as he looked at the administrator.

The administrator was a little confused, when did this old gentleman appear in this storeroom?

Why do you look familiar?

However, before he could think too much, a black light flashed in front of him, the bookshelves collapsed, and the confetti of the books flew everywhere.

……

A professor at the Faculty of Letters at the Federal University for the Humanities is taking time to look at the graduates' theses.

With his current status and qualifications, and the preciousness of time, there is no need for such a thing, and the assistants will do it all.

However, professors always want to take a closer look at articles that have independent opinions in students' papers, and that have rigorous logic in materials and arguments.

As a teacher of high character, he has always demanded this from himself.

The professor didn't even notice that there was an old man in the study, with a dark green gaze that was aggressive.

When the professor found the Venerable Pope, he immediately saw the greedy eyes and the dazzling black light.

……

In the middle of the St. Yinfu Mountains of the Western Xuan Federation, at a large corner of the Palton River Valley, there is a historic castle.

The castle has been repaired and improved over the years, and still functions as a fortress as a place of detention for special political prisoners of the Holy Federation.

The indomitable dissident opposition to the Holy Federation, the workers' leader who tried to rebuild the union, had spent more than a dozen years in a dimly lit solitary cell.

The bad lighting had damaged his eyesight, and he was reading some reports from the City of Glory in the dim light of the small window.

He subconsciously turned his head and saw the green-eyed old man who appeared in the cell like a ghost.

"Who are you, you shouldn't be here, this is hell, hell on earth that has been opened without the judgment of God."

"Unyielding one, your insights have won my heart, let me free you."

The green-eyed old man nodded with a smile, but quietly activated the spell, enveloping the entire dark prison room with a dark light.

……

A hidden institute of new materials of the Holy Federal Academy of Sciences, hidden in the mountains and forests, the winter snow covers the entire research institute with a white coat.

The researcher stood lonely in front of the laboratory window, looking out at the snow-covered bushes.

A red-billed chickadee, covered in snow and with nowhere to feed, even stopped in front of the window, tilting its head to peer into the researcher's glass.

"It's as difficult to find grass seeds and delicacies hidden under the snow as it is to find the right mix of new materials in the midst of countless complex material data."

The researcher was not so much talking to the bird as he was cheering himself up.

A message rang out in his sea of knowledge:

"Yes, these miraculous materials are always in God's hands, and even if human beings carry out arduous exploration with a humble attitude, it is still up to God to see if they can bear fruit."

The researcher was stunned as he watched the old man appear in the lab out of thin air, and watched as his face was full of distortions, like countless dark green earthworms crawling in his veins:

"What do you mean, old sir?"

"Hehehehehe......"

The green-eyed old man's laughter was a little hollow and terrifying:

"In fact, humility is also given to you by God, and when He needs it, returning is the best choice."

A black vortex rose out of thin air, the various glassware in the laboratory shattered, the various electronic devices crackled and short-circuited and smoked, the smoke mixed in the black light, and the laboratory fell into a state of chaos.

The red-billed chickadee outside the window noticed the weirdness for the first time, and flew away, and the glass window behind it shattered to the ground.

……

"Quack Quack ......"

Crazy laughter resounded in the depths of the Glory Cathedral.

The terrible laughter caused all the clergy to stand up suddenly, thinking that it was the devil coming.

The Edgar, the cardinal who had taken Aynura to the Pope, looked worriedly into the depths of the church.

After taking the little shepherd Ainura, to meet His Majesty, Ainura, did not come out, and His Majesty never appeared again.

However, in the palace where the Pope lives, the unusual movement is obvious.

Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?

Cardinal Archbishop Edgar, a powerful cardinal, was worried.

Suddenly, his mind moved slightly, and he found that there was an extra old man in his study.

On the soft and luxurious sofa in the room, sat an old man in a black hooded robe, his face covered with dry wrinkles like orange peel, and his pair was clear and bright. The perceptive eye was looking at Edgar with a smile.

Edgar immediately bowed slightly and gave the old man a triangular etiquette:

"Dear Mr. Surozi, you are the guide who leads me on the path of serving the Lord, and in the name of the Lord, I wish you good health."

Suoluozi nodded with a smile, bowed back, tilted his head, listened to the faintly audible laughter that reached the depths of the church, and turned his head:

"Your Excellency, you must have absolute faith in the Lord, any betrayal may be His arrangement......"

Edgar was shocked:

"Your Majesty has really betrayed the glory of the Divine Lord?"

"It is clear that he is in a state of confusion, he has lost himself and is left to wait for the Divine Lord to deliver...... Even if it is his betrayal, he will surely be forgiven by God. ”

Edgar frowned:

"The problem is, the New Year's Divine Advent Daqi Worship still needs him to preside."

Suo Luozi shook his head slightly:

"Edgar, you see, worldly rituals are not the needs of God, but the needs of the lost of the world."

"But ......"

"Don't be fooled by status, power, and glory...... If the Pope is not in good health, you will be the same for the ceremony. ”

Edgar's body shook again.

He looked at the great priest of this remote country with some disbelief, and he dared to suggest that if the Pope knew about it, Surozi would never end well.

"Edgar, I can see that the glitz has blinded your eyes, we must have the mentality of a fanatic, the determination of a knight cathar, to worship, to listen, maybe you can be lucky enough to listen to the oracle."

Edgar muttered:

"Oracle? There have been no oracles for many years. ”

"I heard ......"

"How is it possible, Your Majesty has not received the oracle! What does the Almighty God command you? ”

"He said, Shut up, it's annoying!"

Edgar was dumbfounded.

There is such an oracle?!

"Are you sure, Mr. Sarazi, it's an oracle?"

Suoluozi solemnly saluted again, and his clear eyes were full of pride, like a child:

"I am convinced that what I see, though not Him, is His messenger in this world, or His incarnation, His Overseer!

It's a pity that the Overseer is not fully enlightened, but he is already walking in this world!

I feel the wavering of faith in the City of Glory, and I see that there are dark clouds covering the glory of the sky, so I have come to see you, and you must be pious! ”

Edgar is lying on the ground:

"All glory is to my lord!"

……

On the huge square outside the federal government, President Angus issued a press conference in response to the Murong clan's invasion of the Eastern Japanese Kingdom.

There was nothing new in the press conference, it was just a cliché and a strong condemnation and an appeal to the Empire's attention.

The joint meeting of the two chambers did not make a choice of war, limited to the practical difficulties of the various states and the Union, and limited to the huge geographical obstacles, and it was not realistic for the federal government to send troops to war in a short period of time.

The only gesture is to call on volunteers from dozens of states to form a coalition of volunteers.

Crossing the westerly ocean, then passing through the narrow middle of the Inca continent, and then forcibly flying across the endless ocean, it is equivalent to bypassing most of the home planet to the eastern kingdom to help the Ying resist the invasion.

In the crowd listening to the news release, there was a blonde young man who had briefly woken up, and shook his head with slight disdain, Vasily's military qualities dominated this body at the moment:

"Forming volunteers to participate in the war, and even daring to ask for a vehicle to cross the border with the Dongtu Empire, and being willing to make a detour of tens of thousands of kilometers, this is nakedly telling the Empire: The Federation is powerless to help, and it has no intention of disturbing, just treat it as a joke with us, don't care!"

Hezi's face became very exciting:

"Angus, a fool and a bastard, and forming volunteers to help, will also pose a big problem.

Can the empire also say that it will not participate, support, or cooperate with the invasion of the Murong clan, but it will not suppress the volunteers of the people, those volunteers from the four major lords and the seven great families to support the Murong clan?

Doesn't this make the situation worse in the country of Tori? ”

And at this moment, on the municipal square, after the winter snow, there is indeed frost.

……

In the endless void of the Eastern Earth World, the "Nine Sons Moon Meeting".

The rags with rags in rags and long hair, the simple and honest morning glory like an old peasant, the thin and tall old man with a mediocre appearance, the black and beardless laiphane, the red-faced and slightly chubby bearded old man, the slightly chubby and slightly greasy middle-aged man Yu Ganzi, the white medicine with a clear face and a kind demeanor, the graceful Dafengzi, the handsome face, with three strands of long beard, the ancient and alternative prophet in the robe, the only woman among the nine sons, and the beautiful face of the sunflower seed, the nine people all looked at the top of the big round table at this moment.

Although there was no place in this void, and there was no place of dignity at the round table, it was just the customary upper side, and an old man was sitting at this moment.

Zero more children, white clothes, white hair and white beard, clumsy appearance, ruddy complexion.

If Wei Ling was here, he would definitely be surprised by this old man who was talking about the cultivation of the Yuan Shen in the mountain path.

Because at this moment, Lingyuzi's expression was very serious, staring at the manifestation projection of the mother star in the center of the round table, staring at the two bright red points of light with amazing brightness on the glorious city of the Xixuan Federation, without saying a word.

The most bizarre thing is that the point of light representing the Pope has suddenly become much brighter recently, and its color has changed from the original white to a dazzling bright red, and it is still flashing in and out.

"That Pope must have had a major change.

His sudden strength was not stable, and the color of the light was very similar to that of the Halil, could it be inferred that they used the same devouring mage method to strengthen themselves? ”

The uncertain and speculative questions of the remaining sons caused a chorus of "Nine Sons":

"The speculation of the sake priest is not unreasonable!"

The seconding of the crowd did not relieve the jealousy of the remaining sons, and even ignored their name for the ancient official position of "sacrificial wine".

Now after the reform of the imperial bureaucracy, none of the three princes and the thirteen Shangshu of the empire have this official title.

"Everyone continues to strengthen the observation of the Pope and that Haril, and once the other party has the momentum to enter my Eastern Earth World, they must notify me in time, and the gentleman and the skink must be ...... If necessary, we will find a way to inform Taishang! ”

For the orders of the surplus son, the "nine sons" all looked solemn, and even the most scattered prophet was meticulous in bowing:

"Obey your orders!"