Chapter 690：

【Can. 】

Fariagni showed a serene smile as if he had heard some sounds of nature.

Even though he understood that the sun **** did not have the idea of ​​resurrecting Mary, he was relieved after knowing that he could be resurrected.

A breeze blows.

Quietly, a puddle of gray-white fine sand was left on the spot.

The blurry figure in the sky looked down at the girl bathed in the firelight, and muttered to herself:

[It's a bit early, but it doesn't hurt. 】

hum-

The blazing golden fire spread rapidly until it covered the entire building that was sealed off.

Like a videotape that has been rewinded, the dead are being resurrected, the destroyed buildings are being restored, the ceilings that have been removed are discarded from the ground and returned to their original positions, and everything is being restored.

Wait until everything calms down.

The blazing golden fire on Shana also disappeared.

She breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the ceiling where she could no longer see the sky, and sighed helplessly:

"Although it was just a will, but in the end, he still helped."

"And there is such a movement. It seems that all plans have to be advanced."

Thinking of this, Shana suddenly had a headache. Even if there were a lot of Noble Phantasm left in the wreckage of Fariagni, it couldn't hide her lost mood.

‘I just want to prove that I am not a drag, why is it so difficult? ’

Inside the pendant, the top seat Hecate was savoring Shana's frustration, and the empty heart lake was gradually filled like a pool.

After a long time, Hecate sighed:

[Subtle mood, can't understand. 】

Even if it has been shared, she can't understand Shana's feelings after all, just like she doesn't understand why Shana felt the tiny jealousy that emerged in her heart after knowing that Su Jin had attacked her.

The senses are all shared, so why be jealous? While Hecate was puzzled, he sent a brief message to Xingli Hall.

[Obstructions have all been removed. 】

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Hall of Stars.

"News from Hecate that the preparations for the benchmark have been completed."

The silver armor sitting in the empty palace slowly stood up and said solemnly towards Lovekare and Belupeo who were next:

"Belupeolu, what is the orientation of the stars?"

Belupiolu, who was kneeling on one knee, replied respectfully:

"The Hall of Stars has now arrived at the best location analyzed by Lian Nancy. The masquerade members from all over Europe have been convened. The Sun Apostles and the Reformers have also arrived at the designated location. Everything is ready."

On the highest bell tower of Xingli Hall, sitting on the edge of the railing, with her clean feet dangling, the pink-haired girl holding a drawing board smiled.

At the same time, in the palace, the Serpent Snake nodded with satisfaction, then looked at 'Love Carre', and said happily in the other party's hat-pressing greeting:

"So, from now on, the first part of the new imperial life will be carried out!"

"Welcome the return of Yu Shenti!"

The sound was like thunder, rolling in, spreading out of the palace, until it resounded in the mountains and forests.

And with the sound of thunder, a pair of eyes with pure will opened in the mountains and forests.

Tens of thousands of people in the red world made excited shouts:

"fertile--!!"

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Magic City.

The brief darkness that suddenly appeared in the whole area made the whole city restless.

Many irritable people picked up their mobile phones and scolded the "corpse meal" of the power grid.

There were swear words mixed with Shanghai dialect, Hokkien dialect, Beijing dialect, Northeast dialect and Cantonese dialect.

On the other hand, in the underground of the spire church in Xuhui District, the conference room of the outside world is deadly calm.

A figure well-known among abnormal people gathered in this small room, which was only less than 20 square meters.

babble.

The door is open!

Will Emina walked in with a cold expression:

"The power supply has returned to normal. Although there are some disturbances outside, the situation is stable at present."

"It's time to start."

Hearing this, all eyes gathered on the U-shaped conference table in the center of the conference room.

And in the center of their sight, placed in the bracelet at the center of the round table, came Alastor's calm voice:

"Then, the relevant people have basically gathered here."

"Next, it's up to me to explain the reason for this change in the masquerade party."

"as well as……"

"I am waiting for the 'Nowhere' plan approved by the pillars of the four gods of the red world."

Chapter 0930 The decision of the **** of punishment

In the conference room of less than 20 square meters, one after another, tall or short, old or young, gathered together.

If anyone in the know saw this scene, they would be shocked.

Because this small room, less than 20 square meters, gathers the vast majority of the famous fire and fog warriors in the world.

Whether it was in the fourteenth century and the ancestors of the scorching eyes, Wanjo Craftsman Willemina, who destroyed the funeral bell.

Or maybe Yu Xuan, the sword flower wielder who participated in the ancient, creation **** exile campaign.

The largest intelligence group in the outside world, the head of the Kubelic Symphony, the Melancholy Player Dorel Kubelic.

One of the four gods of the earth who stood firm in America and fought against the white people who invaded America, the messenger of the dew, Sintahir.

And the handsome figure who has commanded several battles and won the victory, Zofie Sabelishu, the Knot of Zhenwei.

Even the little boy who was leaning against the wall was involved in the campaign of exile of the God of Creation, and was recognized as one of the oldest fire and fog warriors, Kamsin Naifharvey, known as the Dressed Rider.

Behind everyone is a terrifying battle piled up one by one, terrifying warriors walking on the edge of life and death.

In addition, there are many veteran fire and fog warriors who are too old in mentality and responsible for maintaining balance.

Counting it down, the youngest person present was only Rebecca Reed, the savior of Hui Shuo.

This caused her to be very uncomfortable in this room for a while.

After all, all the seniors were present, and she was a newbie, just like a husky mixed in with wolves, too abrupt.

Even if she herself is recognized as a first-line member of the Fire Mist Warriors, but there is no way, but everyone else drives Gundam!

And just after Alastor roughly explained what nothingness is, the atmosphere in the conference room became even more depressed.

"Any plan?"

Kamsing, who was blowing gum bubbles, narrowed his eyes:

"Will the four pillars of the red world join forces? No wonder Kubelik's people call me."

As a veteran Fire Mist warrior who was more experienced than Yu Xuan, Kamxin's first speech did not make anyone uncomfortable, but rather took it for granted.

And what he pays attention to is also the core of everyone present.

"The Snake of the Creation God's Sacrifice, the Sun God's Unshakeable Sun, the Guiding God Shahar, and the Heaven and Earth Tribulation Fire present... I can understand that the purpose of this meeting is just a notice?"

The decision made by the four pillars of the gods is unchangeable.

Although there is no such definition, there is such a consensus among those present.

They have participated in many battles, and even many people have faced the power of God. They are very clear about the deterrent power of a pillar of God.

Which is the king of the red world is completely incomparable, overwhelmingly powerful.

It's like the Serpent of the Creation God, which was defeated once.

Kamxin and Yu Xuan, who were the survivors, knew how much the ancient fire mist was sacrificed in that battle and how much they paid.

And with this kind of effort, the final success only depends on the carelessness of the sacrificial snake to banish it to the gap between the two worlds.

The gap between God and man is obvious.

But the gap is not a reason to accept the arrangement.

Kamsing pulled up his khaki trench coat and hat, put it on, and said solemnly:

"If the order is mandatory, not many people will be willing to accept the arrangement in the fog of fire."

Except for a small number, most of the fire and fog warriors are avengers whose relatives were swallowed by the people of the red world, betting all of their own to exchange power from contract partners.

Let them obey the orders of the disciple of the red world, even if this disciple is the pillar of the red world, and it is impossible to do it with the joint name of the four pillars of the gods.

If the Avengers can listen to the persuasion, they will not be called Avengers.

"Well... this point does need to be considered." Alastor replied solemnly: "However, I still hope that you can work together to reduce unnecessary casualties as much as possible."

Hearing this, Yu Xuan covered his mouth and smiled, and said jokingly:

"Does it mean that once we act rashly, we will be killed? By the pillars of the four gods."

"Well... In non-essential situations, the pillar will not shoot."

Alastor avoided the topic, but left enough hints.

The gods won't shoot, but the relatives of the gods, the powerful kings of the red world at the masquerade party, are enough for all the fire and fog warriors to drink a pot.

Hearing this, Yu Xuan showed a playful expression on her face, she chuckled lightly, stretched out her hand and grabbed Will Emina's little hand:

"Look, Will Emina, this is the so-called God of the Red World, you see that he has firmly stood on the disciple's side, and where is he left to cultivate new scorching eyes for him, why don't you follow me in the future? how?"

"The joke is enough." Will Amina felt helpless for her friend's behavior.

Although I understand that Yu Xuan is trying to ease the atmosphere, but by teasing her to ease it, then I would be grateful.

In the end, it was Zuofei, the commander in chief, who came forward and clapped his hands:

"Okay, don't say more if there's any extras. It's not a young man anymore. The pros and cons of things can still be figured out clearly."

When she said this, with a slightly complicated look, she glanced at Alastor and said:

"According to the God of Punishment, there is no realm, it is the mirror world of reality, can I understand that?"

"Well, indeed."

Alastor admitted.

"So, what about the human beings who have been copied?"

"The sun **** who performed the creation will only copy the landscape environment at the time of creation, not human beings." Alastor replied.

"hiss!"

Many people took a breath of air.

Kamxin even raised his head and looked at the ceiling, his eyes seemed to see the magic capital that had not recovered its light:

"Just appearing to exist, swallowing up the brilliance of a continent... I should say, is it worthy of being a **** among gods, even the creation of the world can be done, and it can even be changed at will."

Kamsing said this, pulling down the lower brim: