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There was a hand in motion, a slender, pale, smooth woman's hand, ten thousand times neater than the palm of the most elegant nobleman in the world, and the black shadow writhed like a snake around the edge of the flawless palm. One of the delicate and ornate long swords resembled a ceremonial ornament, the hilt of which was inlaid with countless gems, and even through the leather sheath that was also surrounded by shadows, it seemed that a touch of cold light could still be seen.

Then, the shadow receded slightly, revealing a pale and haughty jaw, and his knife-like countenance was as cold as ice, and there was no pupil in his eyes, only a thick black flame was nurturing in it, leaping endlessly, and a misty darkness surrounded his body, and the whistling wind constituted his words, his wild laughter—

"O God...... True God, true God, hahahaha...... It's funny, it's so interesting, in this multiverse, in this countless planes, countless worlds, countless existences, in addition to my surprise, there is actually a guy who dares to call himself a true god...... Aha. ”

The wild laughter continued like this, but there was not much joy in the laughter, or rather, there was too much madness, so there was no room for any other zài...... It wasn't until I don't know how long it took for a voice to be heard—another voice whispering in maniacal laughter, as cold as a knife:

"This is the little ghost, isn't it? What's his name? Aether Eddard? Forget it, it's doing a good job anyway...... I want everybody to know, isn't that the best way to do it? There's no faster way to do it, is it? Don't do it yourself, let these old guys move. It's so much fun! It's much better than when I was stupid and messed around, but ah, it feels like I have to move. It's really unpleasant. It must be ridiculous, but some of my old friends might jump in anger, this little imp has reached into her realm. ”

He slowly stood up, the darkness expanding in front of him, stretching out around him. As if a carpet of impure black had been rolled out, he walked slowly, his figure melted into the shadows. Only a faint murmur was left at the same time as laughter, "Moreover, that Lansendel can actually use such a method to play, it is really a little ...... Hungry?"

Shadow stretching. Downplay. In an instant, it had penetrated several spaces along with the trembling of the magic web.

The heavy wooden door with gilt patterns was slowly pushed open, a low creak penetrated the ear drums, the flow of air and the illusion of light and shadow broke the tranquility of the wide hall behind the door, and the human form composed of black shadows showed the appearance of the whole body at this moment, the long black combed meticulously, the delicate engraved short robe, the hem that hung down the knee and a dark red scarf made him look extremely weird. But also personable.

"Well, haven't been here for decades. This damn Polestar tent is still this virtue! Can you change this damn environment? Every time it makes people feel like mushy garbage, smelly and heavy...... It's annoying. The god of murder muttered, then raised his head to meet a few glances, scanning the men and women among them, "Oh, there are so many people, I thought I was the first to come." ”

He walked across the floor, which was completely paved with white marble and scattered with smooth projections, and his eyes wandered wildly: "But, should I say that the people who should have come didn't come?Although the Temple of Nature was attacked by an 'unidentified' enemy last time, at least Sivanus should still be fine, right? Well, by the way, he and Tajanus are having a good time, and they really shouldn't be here, so what should I do, let's go to him and bother him? It's been a long time, but I still want to."

"What do you want to do?" the cold voice was unhurried, but with an indescribable desolation, not from the owner of any gaze, but from a shadow behind them.

It wasn't a shadow, in fact he was standing in a light, but the dark gray hooded monk's robe on his body not only covered all his body, but also seemed to absorb all the light, so even if he didn't deliberately hide his figure, there was nothing around him that was big enough to cover him, but no one would notice his being.

"What do I want to do with your? Change your problem that doesn't like anyone! You don't bother to do it anyway. ”

The God of Murder replied in a gruff voice, staring at the vivid, lifelike mask on the other's hood. But immediately he shook his head and sighed: "I would love to say that, my old friend...... But unfortunately, this time you don't have to look at me, and swear in the name of Baal, Mirkor, and Bane that I really didn't do this time......

The joke, which was not funny at all, certainly did not convince anyone, and the embarrassment continued until the lady in the crowd with a smooth red hair that almost fell to the ground spoke. "Now is not the time to quarrel, it would be better for us to get back to what we just said. ”

"The Temple of Nature did go through a battle, but it didn't cause much damage, at least on the surface. The woman's voice was pleasant and crisp, and finally the heavy aura of saber rattling was slightly brushed away, so an old man in a mage's robe coughed lightly and said, "The method of transmitting news through the guò magic net is indeed rarely used by gods...... What is certain is that this matter has something to do with that ancient evil thing. But my opinion is more inclined to that it's a boring trap. Judging by the fact that he also built a series of new passages. ”

"If that's the case, why is it necessary? He thinks this will draw us into the main matter plane? This doesn't seem like his usual style, it's too stupid, right?" The god who retorted gripped the hilt of his sword, and a dark golden halo shone on his armor, making everyone look sideways, "What kind of true god or something, Lansender would really do it?"

"Yes, how could the great god of dawn claim to be a true god or something? isn't this what Ciric would do?" the god of murder immediately interjected in a strange voice, "Well, maybe the whole thing is a conspiracy of Shirek." Anyway, the great god of heroes, His Majesty Tom is so right, and his friend the god of the dawn is even more so bright...... Then Ciric must be the mastermind of this matter. What is he trying to do? Is he going to make some deal with that damn ancient evil thing, and then he's going to take the power of some good god?"

All the gods gathered in this sacred gathering place of gods frowned, but no one rebuked these frivolous mockery—it was simply irrational to reason with a crazy being like the Prince of Lies, especially when he thought he had gotten some leverage:

"All the gods are watching, all the gods are acting, quietly, in the dirtiest ways. Looking for the best opportunity to tear off a piece of meat more. But what is the result? The main material plane is getting tighter and tighter. I can't even throw a little divine power into it, so everyone panics, what can I do?"

The Prince of Lies sneered and sat down in a chair. He threw his feet upside down. Talking to himself about what he wants to say:

"I have to say, that little ghost, well, that ancient evil thing used this trick really well, I am willing to bow down. Instead of making a turtle shell and smashing it with a hammer, you might as well give you a hole or two to get your head into it, but that would be a goddamn test of your guts! Great, I love it. What a seed!"|

"We have to reach a consensus so that we can ......"

"Heyhahahaha...... It's a pity, though I haven't been to the meetings here a few times, but as far as I know, apart from the few times the old man gave orders, have the guys who gathered here ever talked about anything? Of course, the guys who secretly opened a private room for one-on-one said otherwise?"

The god of murder disdainfully interrupted the admonition of the god of the brave:

"So, I'm just here to see what you look like, to see you guys talking nonsense here with a constipated expression on your face, this kind of entertainment is the highest level, and it may not come out once in thousands of years, right?"

He then stood up and stared at the god of bravery, his dark gaze like two burning darkness, making his face look even paler and stranger: "Although the great Thom Xià will not listen to me, I might as well sue you...... No matter how much you want to settle this matter quickly, these guys here, and those guys who didn't come here, won't agree, and no one will want to lose their little stuff and let other guys make money. As for the human world, ha, who cares if those ant-like guys are dead or alive? As long as they don't die, anyway, in the past 18,000 years, they have almost ruined Miè not once or twice, but eight times out of ten...... Which one didn't reply quickly?"

Just like at the beginning, he turned around without warning, and his eyes fell on one of the window lattices in the hall - countless stars flickered and flickered, forming the unique natural environment of this space, and stared at this space known as the 'meeting of the gods' for a while, before he looked up and laughed wildly:

"There is no eternal throne...... Know that your fate is henceforth in the hands of mortals. If you believe, you will survive, and if you do not believe, you will die...... Ahahahaha. ”

The laughter died down with the sound of the dark, purple-light skull door closing, and the great hall was as quiet as death, leaving only the gods looking at each other, recalling the last words of the god of murder—the last admonition left by the god of gods, the harshest rules, and no god dared to disobey. There is no god out of it.

"This madman ......"

The old man in the mage's robe broke the silence, but the only thing anyone could say was finished, and he paused with the staff in his hand, as if to signal to everyone, as if he were just making a random gesture - and then he turned and walked into the only thing in the space that belonged to him, the door.

The movements of the mage god seemed to be a wordless guide. The avatars of the gods each nodded and rushed to their respective doors, but in a few breaths, there was only silence left in the Polestar Tent.

And the hustle and bustle, soon after, began to patronize the entire Big 6 continuously.

Deep, faint ...... Several rays of light flickered somewhere in the Big 6, turning the invisible magic net into a messy form. Towering light bursts through the sky. In an instant, the three layers dissipated into a thousand wisps of white with a pale glow, but the light was like a wave, pushing the clouds in the sky. Take them with you, and just sow outward!

Countless people looked up, rejoicing or horrified at this scene, they didn't know what it meant, but they could feel it, and it was joyful and pleasant to be entrapped in that light. Or the feeling of fear and worship

The year-round wind and snow in the far north also stopped for a moment at that moment, and the dense clouds in the sky were surging wildly. The edges of the clouds were dyed a burning red, and the chariots of the gods were carrying the light of the fire to the land. The sunlight of the Tao was projected from the gaps in the clouds, like a brilliant sword piercing the earth.

Under the light, a floating giant ship. It is suspended in a strange circle of mountains. A pitch-black tower towered silently below it, and countless bright bands of light gently stretched out from the tower, from all directions, connecting under the huge ship. On the deck of the battleship, the ** division Albert raised his head and stared at the sky at the far end of his gaze, with inevitable shock in his eyes......

"One. Three, and there's ...... over there."

After half a ring. He finally withdrew his gaze and whispered to himself in surprise.

But at this moment, the sky was dim, and the wind and snow reappeared out of nowhere! The howling storm stirred the clouds, retracting the light into their bodies, and the dazzling electric light shuttled through them like snakes and insects, and the temperature around them dropped sharply, and on the permafrost earth, large swaths of ice surged and arched, and the roots of ice edges were erected one after another, and countless cracking sounds sounded like muffled thunder!

This series of changes was so fast that even the magic shield on the battleship didn't have time to react for a while, and a thick layer of ice crystals condensed from all sides at once! The entire battleship began to tilt slowly, and before Albert's breath could form a white mist, it directly turned into a pile of fine powder, which drifted with the wind!

** Shi frowned, waved his hands continuously, and the ice on the battleship exploded one after another, sliding from the air, but his brows were furrowed even tighter.

"Either no one is paying attention, but all of them are alarmed...... I said, Edward, what the hell are you trying to do? It's crazy, it's crazy, it's all crazy! Alas...... Goddess, save this world. ”

After midnight, the snowflakes began to fall softly. By dawn, wet and sticky snowflakes had covered the streets and alleys of Romante, covering the roofs with a white carpet.

Unfortunately, mixed with the ashes of that layer of firewood, not only did it not add a little of the beauty of the poem to the kingdom's house, but instead made the city look more and more ugly, and the houses looked dirty and crooked, as if they were about to collapse. One qiē became very dark and listless. This feeling did not disappear until the sun rose high and people began to come out in twos and threes......

Or maybe the snow came too late.

Finally when the sun rose high, people began to come out in twos and threes, horse-drawn carriages across the street, ushering in the nobles who occasionally walked out of the house, and every now and then, one or two 'kind-hearted' little nobles would throw a few shiny copper coins high, so that beggars who trembled like wormwood in the wind under the corner of the wall struggled to get up, and drew a string of laughter with clumsy and ridiculous thanks and chasing movements.

Retracting his gaze from the familiar scene, the Marquis of Jasbeth sighed heavily.

The Marquis never thought of himself as a kind-hearted man, and he never even considered where the beggars came from, and the reason why he sighed now was only because, there were so few beggars there, and there should have been twenty or thirty in previous years.

At least.

Although every nobleman is indispensable to say a few words such as 'the wind and rain are smooth, the country and the people are safe' when they flatter the majesty on the throne, but in the past few hundred years, no nobleman has really regarded these words as his own goal...... That's something that only mages can conceive, as for the peace of the country, of course, but the 'people' in this are talking about subjects, not civilians?

This is a million, a million, and you can't be mistaken.

Throughout the ages, hundreds of countries on the Big 6 have been able to take care of the stability of their subjects, which are already rare good countries, as for the commoners, will a small half of them become beggars every year? Ahla, isn't that the metabolism normal? Where does there be a new life without death, otherwise you want to let those ugly and barbaric, and the old guys who can't plow the land and work at all waste food? Where do you put the nobles?

It's a pity that there are really few beggars this year......

The Chancellor of the Kingdom of Tumenis sighed again.

There is no way, who let the kingdom start a large-scale conquest this year? So, many of the guys who were supposed to beg for food outside were gently and cleverly accepted into the army and sent to the battlefield to die—of course, in terms of the result, they all died—but the problem was, dying on the battlefield, that cost money!

Signs, rations, and armaments......

It's all money!

As we all know, there is attrition in war. (To be continued......)