Napoleon VII, who was dressed in the French court dress, handed the mobile phone to Maurice, who was wearing a tuxedo behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "Friends, it seems that we need to hurry, the situation in Paris does not allow us to continue to delay time, and if we drag on the Sith the Clown, it will ruin the whole of Paris." Napoleon VII stood up, he propped his hands on the table, looked around at the nobles sitting around, lowered his voice, but said undoubtedly, "We have given Ou Yu the opportunity to make peace, but they themselves do not cherish it...... Now it's time for a showdown....."

Prince Akeem immediately got up, looked at Napoleon VII and said worriedly: "But ......"

Napoleon VII waved his hand and made a stop gesture, the ruffled shirt water show rippled in the light, and he said lightly: "Chairman X of China has a wise saying: If you seek peace through struggle, you will survive in peace, and if you seek peace through compromise, you will die peacefully..... After a pause, Napoleon VII said with some self-reproach, "I thought that as long as I seized the position of god general, they would choose peace, so that we only need to sacrifice Philip God General to master Ou Yu, but I didn't expect them to be so stubborn ......"

Albert II, who was sitting opposite Napoleon VII, sneered and said with a slight mockery: "Yo, Your Highness, the situation in Paris is not a problem, but now you have to take responsibility for changing your plans...... Besides, you don't look like such a naïve person...... François and Joseph, the two boys, are waiting to inherit the throne of the gods, and if you come so suddenly, they won't look for you to hell until they are desperate, how can you make peace?"

In the face of Albert II's cynicism, Napoleon VII did not move at all, and he said calmly: "If I don't get the position of god general, it is not that they are looking for us desperately, but we are desperate for them." ”

Albert II was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to refute, so he could only grit his teeth with a cold face and retort: "But for such a big matter, how can you make your own decisions without consulting us?

The room was silent, and a group of old Europa nobles all looked at Napoleon VII to see what he was going to do, and it was clear that they were all likely being played with by Napoleon VII, but there was no evidence. Even if it was a great benefit for Napoleon VII to become a god, who would be willing to be just a stepping stone?

Napoleon VII was extremely unhappy with Albert II, a staunch anti-Roman stalwort, but he knew that now was not the time to turn his face, so he suppressed his anger, pretended to be aggrieved, squeezed out a wry smile on his handsome face, and said helplessly: "It's not that I don't trust you, but I put myself in my shoes, if you were me, would you dare to discuss this matter......?"

It was clear that Napoleon VII's rhetoric did not satisfy the old aristocracy, so the aristocrats continued to stare at Napoleon VII without smiling, like jurors waiting for the criminals in the audience to finish their case.

This bad atmosphere made Napoleon VII's face sink, but fortunately he had foreseen such a situation, so he had been prepared to divide a group of people by interest. Prince Marius, his youngest friend, said loudly and dissatisfiedly: "Christophe can become a god by his own ability, and he has not used your resources, why are you dissatisfied? It is as if he robbed you of the inheritance of the god general......

Someone broke the tacit agreement to force the palace, which made Albert II a little annoyed, he relied on the old and betrayed the old, shaking his white beard and angrily said to Prince Marius, who was just eighteen years old: "Marius, adults speak, children don't interject!"

Prince Marius stood up suddenly, as if he wanted to quarrel, but Napoleon VII turned his head and glared at Prince Marius fiercely, signaling him to shut up, the young and vigorous Marius gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, moved the back chair and turned straight out of the door.

Seeing that Napoleon VII's faithful younger brother was angry and ran away, Albert II turned pale, put his right hand on the table, and tapped the round table lightly with his fingers, making a rhythmic "da, da", as if he was the one in control of the situation at this moment. Napoleon VII ignored the departure of Prince Marius, he stood up straight, put his hands behind his back, and said solemnly: "Anyway, since I have obtained the position of god general, then I will no longer compete for the position of chairman of Ou Yu, and at the same time, I will also hand over the position of president of the Rosicrucian Society, and in addition.... I also don't participate in the distribution of the Uloporos that I won. Please believe me, I am definitely not greedy for power, but for the sake of the overall situation, the most important thing at the moment is to reduce the loss and force Ou Yu to surrender, and maintain the smooth transition of the political situation in Europa, this time our sacrifice is too great, and there can be no more internal disputes, I hope everyone will work together to overcome the difficulties......"

Hearing Napoleon VII's promise to cede the two most important powers and the most important benefits in the future, everyone stopped staring at Napoleon VII and casually picked up the crystal glass with red wine on the table.

Albert II frowned slightly, he felt that the price offered by Napoleon VII was not enough, but he found that the other people no longer seemed to intend to entangle, and could only give up for the time being, and said lightly: "Then it's time for us to discuss how to make Ou Yu surrender." Is it just in Christianfield? or is it going to be an all-out war?"

Napoleon VII knew exactly what he was going to do at the moment, so as to deter this group of insatiable foxes and make them dare not take an inch, he lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "It's very simple, I'll borrow two things, and I guess they will consider surrender instead of peace." ”

"What is it?" asked Albert II, puzzled.

Napoleon VII did not answer, but simply activated the carrier, throwing the ontology and a group of old nobles in the conference room. At first they were able to keep quiet, but after a while, a group of people whispered without seeing Napoleon VII return.

In public, it was inconvenient for them to discuss their secret thoughts, but to talk about France and the situation in Christianfeld.

Albert II saw the opportunity and began to bring up the rhythm, first loudly saying that Napoleon VII got his wish, and finally won the bet with Athena, and obtained the position of god general, I am afraid that he will soon propose to Athena.

Sure enough, both the Chosen One and ordinary people are keen on gossip, not to mention that Europa's new god will marry a genius girl who has long dominated the first place on the Chosen One list, I'm afraid that the whole Europa will be shaken.

So everyone began to discuss passionately, ostensibly talking about a marriage, but in fact discussing the impact of the marriage of the two on the situation in Europa.

All in all, this was not particularly happy news for the old aristocracy that was anti-Roman (opposed to Europa unity).

The goal was achieved, Albert II seized the opportunity to knock on the table, and after attracting everyone's attention, he coughed twice and said loudly: "No matter how the situation develops, we must tell His Highness Napoleon later, the position of the god will still have to be handed over to Ou Yu to plan, but he can't have the final say..... If he doesn't agree, we still won't be able to cooperate with him!"

Prince Amidio, a staunch ally of Napoleon VII, said with a straight face: "Is it too early to talk about this at this time?

Albert II sneered and said: "Don't talk about it now, when we take Ouyu, what leverage do we have to talk about?"

The anti-Romans chimed in.

And many of the old nobles of the Roman faction were also quite dissatisfied with Napoleon VII's silent assassination of the generals, and sat at the round table without saying a word. This is called Napoleon VII's hardcore Prince Akim and Prince Amidio, who are somewhat weak.

Maurice, who stood behind Napoleon VII's chair, took in everything and quietly sent a message to Napoleon VII.

Just when Albert II succeeded in connecting in tandem, Napoleon VII's carrier used teleportation to quietly return to the conference room, his tall and strong body like a mountain blocked the light outside the lattice window, and the whole conference room suddenly darkened.

Then with a flick of his right hand, two balls rolled to the center of the round table, and the two balls spun in the middle of the table, spilling scarlet blood droplets like a shower can, and suddenly the whole conference room was filled with a strong smell of blood.

A group of people looked at it, and it turned out to be two human heads, one of which was still angry and wide, with his mouth open, staring at everyone viciously.

This person suddenly became the seventh in the Heavenly Rankings, the most likely heir to the god - Ané Charles François.

The conference room, which was bustling with activity just now, was instantly quiet. Startled, the man who was staring at François leaned back, almost flipped to the ground with his chair, and the quiet conference room made a screeching sound. The others looked at their heads in silence and pursed their mouths tightly.

However, it took more than ten minutes to kill François, who ranked seventh, and Joseph, who ranked twenty-third, which can no longer be described as terrifying.

"I borrowed the heads of François and Joseph, and I guess Ouyu should have no objection to me taking this position......" Napoleon VII propped his hands on the table again, he leaned over slightly, "I think..... At this time, Ou Yu should have no objections to surrendering, as long as everyone here is working a little harder..... Make a little bit of an impact....."

The whole room was silent, everyone held their breath, sat up straight, and looked up at Napoleon VII intently.

I don't know if it was accidental or deliberate, Albert II's face and body were thrown off several dotted bloodstains, sweat beads blurred the bloodstains, but he didn't dare to wipe it, looking at François and Joseph's heads with a shocked face, his legs trembling.

Napoleon VII looked around again with his eagle-like sharp eyes, and the huge pressure made everyone unable to move, and he asked with a smile: "Now my proposal is that Prince Albert lead his subordinates to take the lead and attack Ouyu's base camp directly....."

"Who is for it, and who is against?"

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The "Seven Sins Sect" emitted holy light nailed the Clown Sith firmly to the messy grass that had been smashed, and the grass was wet and full of stagnant water. They were surrounded by countless remnants and brackets of towers, some of which looked like cannonballs, half-buried in the grass, some like black branches growing out of the grass, and though some of them were square, they were not at all obtrusive, and Parisians have always liked to prune trees and shrubs squarely. Just as there are countless "box trees" that the French are proud of not far away, those trees that have been pruned into rectangles have all been smashed to the ground, the difference is that some of the things have been cut off by brackets, and some have been turned up, the foaming river on the side of the street is receding, sweeping away the garbage, the cars that were originally neatly arranged on the street are like a messy pile of building blocks, piled up on both sides of the Seine, and those once glorious buildings are all in a state of mind and blown into ruins by a strong storm.....

The core of Paris was near destroyed.

And all this is just the devastating power caused by Cheng Mo's triple-A skill "Storm's Breath", which shows how powerful the BUFF Xie Minyun gave at the end was.

Cheng Mo stepped on the head of the clown Sith with one foot like stepping on an ant, and the Grand Commander Michel, who was wearing a white vest and flower pants on the side, was full of snot and tears, standing in the wreckage of the Eiffel Tower, tremblingly looking at Cheng Mo, who was like a demon god, opening his mouth wide and not daring to move.

Nailed by the "Seven Sins Sect", the clown Sith seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible rope, unable to use "teleportation", but he was not afraid at all, and tried his best to move his head under the feet of Cheng Mo's iron claws, and spit out some yellow-green mud with his smeared scarlet mouth, "Hehe" smiled strangely: "Trial... Judge me, judge me, who do you think you are, judge me, it's ridiculous......"

"I can't?" Cheng Mo sneered and injected energy into the "Seven Sins Sect", and suddenly countless thin lights burrowed into his skin from the shoulder blades of the Clown Sith, rolling in the Clown Sith's body like an earthworm.

The Clown Sith trembled, his body writhing in the grass like a snake, but the "Seven Sins Sect" firmly restricted his activities, so that no matter how much he struggled in the ban, it was useless.

Cheng Mo is confident that this is definitely the most authentic pain, even if it is the most cruel punishment of human beings.

However, the torture expert Sith the Clown didn't let out a scream, he just kept laughing.

The laughter was horrible, and in the screams and cries of people in the distance, it sounded particularly poignant, but it was also extraordinarily enjoyable.

Grand Commander Michelle, who hated the Sith the Clown, closed his eyes in fear.

The Joker Sith is a madman.

Cheng Mo's face increased his energy expressionlessly, the clown Sith churned even more, and the already sparse grass was even sharpened out of a human-shaped pit by his body.

The greater pain did not make the Clown Sith succumb, but he laughed more presumptuously, and after laughing he gasped and asked in a happy tone, "Selen? I knew it was you, I didn't expect you to be so powerful......!"

Cheng Mo didn't deny it, he said coldly: "There are bigger surprises waiting for you in the back." ”

Sith the Clown resisted his convulsions and said triumphantly, "Forget it, what can you do to me? Kill me? This is just my carrier...... But it was your wife's body that died in the air just now. Oh, she is such a kind girl, I have never seen such a pure human being, but why do good people not live long, and it is so heartbreaking that even the whole corpse is not left!" said the Sith the Clown in a tone of infinite sympathy, "Oh! I saw you go to her rescue just now, and you must have been in great pain...... Oh my God, my little Selen, it's so pathetic to see you fall out of the air powerlessly......"

Cheng Mo once again increased the energy output of the "Seven Sins Sect", and the mud-wrapped suit on the clown Sith exploded instantly, and the miserable white morning sun shone on his skin, and the blood vessels inside were glowing with a faint golden luster, and those lights were wriggling, like countless insects drilling under his skin.

The Clown's body trembled violently, but he was still laughing: "Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha ....."

"Huh... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha ....."

"Huh... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha ....."

He laughed uncontrollably, like he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

A terrifying innocent laughter echoed through the ruins of Paris, and Cheng Mo increased his energy input again, and he wanted to make the Clown Sith unable to laugh.

However, the Clown Sith tried his best to squeeze a sentence out of his teeth, "Celen.... Can.... Let... I... Flip over... Piece... Body.... I.... Right now... True... Think... Look... You... The expression of you... Target... Expression... Sure..... Wonderful...."

Although it was the Sith the Clown who was tormented, he was more excited and happy, and there was an unconcealed excitement in his tone, a joy that went deep into his bones from the heart.

Although Cheng Mo was extremely angry, he was also extremely sober, at this moment he was in an otherworldly state, his soul was burning, but his heart was like water, he saw all the subtle changes in the Clown Sith carrier, the contraction of muscles, the flow of blood, the beating of the heart......

Therefore, he knew that the more he tortured the Joker, the happier the Joker would be, unless he could catch the Joker in his own form.

Cheng Mo stared at the green seaweed-like hair of the Clown Sith, and a map of the whole of Paris appeared in his brain, and the three-dimensional map of the carrier expanded to the limit began to confirm each other, and his brain worked wildly, and began to speculate on where the Clown Sith's body was.

For others, it is difficult to even get started, but Cheng Mo has come up with the two most likely answers with the help of the pathfinding algorithm. One is to leave by the Seine, it may be a submarine or a boat, and the other is more likely, the underground maglev when they came, this path is faster and safer.

With the help of a three-dimensional map, Cheng Mo quickly searched the entire area, and there were no ships leaving the Seine, and there were no submarines, but there was a maglev train underneath the northeast of Paris.

Cheng Mo calculated the speed, and while he was still in control, he picked up the foot that stepped on the head of the Clown Sith, kicked him in the crotch, and at the same time pulled out the "Seven Sins Sect" inserted in his shoulder blades, so the Clown Sith volleyed up in the air and spun several times in mid-air.

Even if Cheng Mo took out the "Seven Sins Sect" and gave the clown Sith a chance to escape, he didn't have the slightest intention of escaping, he sat in the mud pit, raised his hand and pointed at Cheng Mo laughing unscrupulously, and even bent down like a laugh, he said breathlessly: "I think this is the best scene I've ever seen, and my soul will dance when I think of it." One.... Saint..... A saint would be killed by the person she wanted to save! Oh! This is not exciting enough, you say that you obviously have such a strong strength, why don't you take the risk at the top of the tower to activate the carrier? If you were not so selfish and timid at that time, maybe everything that followed would not have happened, now? What can you do now, no matter how powerful you are now? You can't turn back time, you are still late......"

The Clown Sith's words pierced Cheng Mo's heart like a sharp needle, he felt a great pain in his heart, and waved his black wings fiercely, and the long steel wings behind his back hit the Clown Sith's face with a cold fan, and the bones made a crisp sound, the Clown Sith's head was tilted to one side, and the person also flew straight towards the sharp stand that was horizontal on the side.

Sith the Clown teleported in the direction of the Seine, but he didn't run away, just avoided being pierced by a black bracket. He leaned on an upright stand, twisted his head with his hand, posed as the Creator being punished, grinned and imitated a woman's voice, and said, "O Selen, we can't become monsters just to fight monsters!!" He paused for a moment, and smiled, "Hehe", "Look, the city that your woman managed to save was easily destroyed by you, and the poor people she saved were also killed and injured..... Ciron, you're so ruthless....." he licked his lips, "I like it, though..... You are so ruthless and unjust, what a pity!"

Cheng Mo ignored the Clown Sith, he had already determined the escape path of the Clown Sith according to the direction of the Clown Sith's teleportation. It's a complex psychological game. Generally speaking, ordinary people will subconsciously avoid their escape route in this situation and choose a wrong direction to dodge. And smart people will deliberately choose the right direction to dodge, and make the other party suspicious. As for a person like the Sith the Clown, who is good at playing with people's hearts, he will definitely choose a plausible option to confuse Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo will not be fooled, but more firmly believes in his judgment.

So he walked in the air and walked towards Grand Commander Michel, like an invisible steel cable in the air half a meter above the ground.

A huge shadow moved, and soon enveloped Archcolon Michel, who was wearing a white vest and shivered in the shadow of death.

Cheng Mo waved his hand slightly, and the lockbox that fell next to Grand Commander Michelle automatically flew into Cheng Mo's hand, he held the lockbox with one hand, and the heavy black lockbox floated above his palm like a hydrogen balloon.

Grand Commander Michelle looked up at Cheng Mo's black spiky beak shining in the sun, and felt a chill in his heart, and before Cheng Mo could speak, he fell to his knees and whispered, "Let me go..... Leave me alone....."

"Are you guilty?" Cheng Mo asked in a low voice, a majestic voice like the sound of a bull's horn in a temple.

The voice was soft, but it was deafening to the ears of Grand Commander Michel, who hung his head, propped his hands on the muddy grass, and said weakly, "I..... I..... I.... Confession...."

"Repent!" Cheng Mo rested the shining "Seven Sins Sect" on the head of Grand Commander Michelle, this incomparable holy sword showed its true body for the first time, all golden, shining as dazzling as the sun, except that the hilt of the sword was as bright as a jewel, and the golden wings on both sides showed the shape of wings. The shape of the sword body is completely different from that of ordinary swords, like a slightly flattened seven-sided obelisk, the shape is a spire heptagonal rhombode, but the top is like a pyramid spire, and the spire is bright and abnormal, like a diamond version of the sparkle. There are countless kinds of small white characters and symbols flowing around the sword body like subtitles, and if you look closely, it is clear that there are "Seven Sins" in various words. Not to mention this otherworldly holy sword, just from the words on it, each one is staggeringly beautiful.

Grand Commander Michel couldn't see the "Seven Sins Sect", but he could feel a palpitating power, he was imprisoned by the golden light, and the black shadow in front of him stood on the edge of the golden light like a window of confession, although he was only wearing a thin vest, Grand Commander Michel was sweating like rain in the cold winter, and he began to repent in a state of confusion, "I was wrong! I was wrong! Can the Creator really forgive me all my guilt?"

"Don't doubt it. The Judge has come to earth, and as long as you sincerely repent, I will forgive you in God's place!"

Grand Commander Michelle was silent for a moment, and began to whisper: "I..... When I was in elementary school, maybe in elementary school, maybe just when I was in junior high school, I picked up a wallet in the store, and when I saw the owner looking for it, I hid it in my clothes and said I didn't see it..... And when I was in high school, in order to get to Henry IV High School, I made up a lot of experiences to the interviewer, I lied to him that I was keen on public welfare, and often volunteered during the summer and winter vacations, in fact, my summer and winter vacations were either playing games or picking up girls, I made a girl's belly bigger when I was in college, I was a little scared at the time, I gave a sum of money and hid, let her have a fetus by herself, the worst thing is that I still had a girlfriend at the time, and I was afraid because my girlfriend's family was very powerful, I didn't want to break up with my girlfriend, I wanted to climb the high branches......”

Commander Michel began to weep bitterly as if he had lost control, about how he had prostituted X, how he had bought newspapers to frame his campaign opponents, how he had fooled voters with lies, how he had accepted political bribes, and how he had bribed others.......

One of the most powerful people in the world, prostrate at the feet of Cheng Mo, he bowed his head, bowed his hands, and said to Cheng Mo respectfully and fearfully: "I repent! I repent! I beg for mercy from the Creator....."

Cheng Mo said coldly: "Have you forgotten the damage your cowardice caused to Paris? Have you forgotten your duty as a commander? Have you forgotten that you would rather launch a nuclear bomb to save your life?"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Commander Michelle cried out as he lay down on the grass.

Cheng Mo stared down at Grand Commander Michel with blood-red eyes, he clenched the hilt of the sword of the Seven Sins Sect, and said in a cold voice: "You have committed the sins of gluttony, greed, laziness, anger, jealousy, and arrogance.....!

Grand Commander Michelle's eyes widened in horror, and he trembled like chaff in the shadows of Cheng Mo.

"You're guilty!"

In the merciless sound of the verdict, Commander Michel turned into a line of smoke in the golden light, and he didn't even have time to scream.

The Clown Sith saw that Grand Commander Michelle was melted in an instant, and his smiling face, which was just a play, disappeared, and his blood-red mouth sank, and he shouted angrily, "Hey, Selen, it's not appropriate, you shouldn't have ruined my toys." We could have made a trade!MXXXXX, FXXX, you damn bastard......"

Cheng Mo pinched and exploded the nuclear weapon lockbox in his hand, and the violent explosion was like a small firework in his hand, he walked in front of the jumping clown Sith step by step, grabbed his neck with one hand, lifted him up, looked at him with blood-red eyes, and whispered: "Deal?

Cheng Mo's contempt made the clown Sith's face begin to distort, his white lacquered face wrinkled, his eyes were red and glaring at Cheng Mo, and he gritted his teeth and whispered: "I.... I'm not worthy??I'm not worthy?You're just an insignificant supporting character, and you dare to say to me that I'm not worthy?" Then he let out a crazy "ho, ho" and said with a smug face, "yes! What can I do to a heartbroken person?" He stopped smiling and said mockingly, "Then don't think about a word from me! Don't want to know a word from me.....

"Really?"

Cheng Mo sneered in his heart, he knew that he had succeeded in provoking the Clown Sith, so he changed his posture and pulled the carrier of the Clown Sith in front of him, his sharp and cold beak was against the head of the Clown Sith, and he said coldly: "Repent! Maybe it's .....too late to repent now."

"Repentance, even if you are God..... I can't make me repent!The next time I meet you, I won't use chemistry skills again!Selen ...... "Clown Sith" and "hehe" laughed weirdly, and then he chose to blow himself up.

A dazzling light burst out in Cheng Mo's hand, and the light instantly engulfed the Clown Sith carrier, but the powerful self-explosion did not affect Cheng Mo who had been prepared at all, and he firmly controlled the light within the scope of the "Seven Sins Sect". As the clown Sith turned into a DNA spiral, Cheng Mo soared into the sky, pulled out a red afterimage, and rushed towards the northeast of Paris.

At his current speed, with all his might, one minute was enough to catch up with the Joker Sith, and at that time the Joker Sith had not been able to activate the carrier.

"My judgment will never be late!"

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Albert II was the first to leave.

The two human heads were still bleeding viscous blood on the table, and the white tablecloth looked like a circular impression painting, but the painting was too bloody and cruel.

"Here's to you. "Napoleon VII took a piece of Uloporos from his spotless jacket pocket and threw it at Prince Akim.

Prince Achillm took the Patek Philippe model of Uroboros and asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

"This is François's Urobolos. Napoleon VII replied.

The other nobles at the round table exclaimed, casting envious and jealous glances at Uroboros in Prince Akeem's hands.

Napoleon VII was pleased with the performance of the others, and said with a nonchalant expression: "In view of the great sacrifice you Denmark have made! After a pause, Napoleon VII took out a piece of Uloporos from his pocket on the other side, threw it on the round table, and said lightly, "This is Joseph's Ulopolos, I think everyone knows what skills are in it, 'Heracus's Grip', 'Cold Shelter', 'Scythe of Light' and 'Annihilation'......"

The breathing in the conference room became heavy, and everyone looked greedily at the piece of Uloporos on the round table, especially Amidio, who was next to Napoleon VII, who had lost to Joseph's "annihilation" last month, so his mood was extremely complicated at this moment.

He remembered that Napoleon VII had not yet become a god general at that time, and he avoided answering Joseph's public challenge, and he did not refute being scolded as a coward, Amidio was terrified, and he suspected that Napoleon VII was not a lucky assassination of Philip at all, and must have been planned in advance.

Just like now, Napoleon VII killed Joseph and François with precision, which requires not only the strength of the gods, but also the knowledge of each other's actions.

This means that Napoleon VII had long thought of taking Joseph and François to make a decision, so that everyone would not dare to accuse him of assassinating Philippe.

Amideo's scalp tingled, and he felt as if he had never met the sunny-looking, enthusiastic Napoleon VII, who was worried about the situation in Europa, and he felt that Napoleon VII was a creepy conspirator.

He didn't hear what Napoleon VII said later to boost morale, in short, everyone applauded with satisfaction, and one by one they changed their names to him, calling Napoleon VII "Your Excellency", and asked him to get married as soon as possible, move into the Xia You Palace as soon as possible, and master the Ouyu headquarters under the Xia You Palace......

Seeing that everyone was starting to leave, ready to join the battle, Amidio also stood up from the round table in a daze, ready to leave.

Napoleon VII grabbed Amidio's arm, waited for all the others to leave, and then whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, Amidio, I will find a way to leave the 'annihilation' to you......"

Amidio forced a smile and said, "Thank you~!Kristoff..... No, God ..... Your Excellency"

"What do you say? Call me Christophe..... We're good brothers!" said Napoleon VII patting Amidio on the shoulder.

"Okay, Christophe. ”

Amidio seemed relieved.

Napoleon VII smiled and said: "You don't want to go to war, you accompany me to Paris, I don't go to Paris now, the situation is likely to get out of control......"

Amideo thought about it for a moment and nodded, "Okay, then I'll go get ready for the plane?"

"Go! I'll come right here. Napoleon VII watched Amideo leave the conference room, leaving him alone in the huge conference room, along with Maurice, the butler behind him.

It was still snowing in Christinfield, the light was dim outside the tall lattice windows, the dark purple velvet curtains hung from the sides, the firewood in the fireplace "beeped" and a heavy sense of extravagance filled the room.

Napoleon VII stared at the head on the table for a moment of silence before he whispered, "Maurice, do you know how I just felt?"

"Young master, I guess it's a pleasant feeling!"

Napoleon VII cast his gaze on the leaping flames in the fireplace, the dim flames turning into burning flames in his pupils. As if entering into a memory, he murmured, "It's not just pleasure, it's an indescribable pleasure......!" You are the master of everything, you are the god who controls fate, you breathe, others will tremble, you will speak! all beings will bow down, you will sigh, mortals will weep......"

"You know what? Joseph was on his knees at my feet and begged me. He said he had made a mistake and should not have provoked me after winning Amydeo, he said he was willing to surrender to me, he was willing to give everything he had...... Help me control Ouyu ....."

Napoleon VII laughed twice, "I listened quietly, and then grabbed him by the chin and said to him, 'If you are stronger, I will let you watch me marry Athena,' but your cowardice made me lose interest in torturing you..... I cut off his head..... The pleasure hits the whole body....."

"No one can disobey you!" he raised his wrist and looked at the piece of Uroboros, which had turned golden, with a faint golden Greek numeral "XII" (12) on the crystal clear diamond case, "yes, there are more, but only eleven ....."

"Young master, you are still young, I don't think there is a young god general like you in the history of the Chosen One, you can become the first god general in ...... time"

Napoleon VII did not explain to the old butler that he could not become the first god by virtue of his qualifications alone, he was full of confidence, he was confident in every possible way that he could reproduce the glory of Napoleon I, he had never been so confident.

Turning around, he saw Maurice's somewhat old face, and suddenly the kind and stern face of the deceased Napoleon VI came to his mind, and his father's old disdainful expression also appeared.

Napoleon VII's eyes were red, and the tears could not stop falling, and he hugged Maurice and cried loudly.

"I did it!"

"I did it!"

"I finally did it!"

Maurice gently patted Napoleon VII on the back, sighed and said, "Young master, cry, cry! I have really embarrassed you all these years!"

When Amidio's message came, Napoleon VII stopped crying, took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his tears, coughed twice and asked, "You can't see that I've cried, do you?"

Maurice raised his hand and wiped the corner of Napoleon VII's eyes, and said softly: "I can't see it! Besides, no one dares to look at you......"

Napoleon VII put the handkerchief back in his pocket, turned and walked towards the door of the conference room, "Call Athena, I can't let her miss my glorious moment as a savior......."

(The 10,000-word update is complete, but the content is still one more chapter..... ）

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