Why did Your Majesty dispatch such a strict army on such a grand ceremony?

No matter how powerful the tradition or the powerful local religion is, sometimes it cannot withstand the power of the dictatorial army. Otherwise, throughout the ages, why have imperial power always defeated the divine power in the world?

The power of the spirit is sometimes really worse than the fist.

Theocracy can only serve the imperial power and become a tool of the imperial power.

Yihun pinched the palm of his hand, and his little eyes kept turning.

High Priest, Your Majesty!

He himself was born in a military career and had made great contributions to the northern country. Otherwise, he would not have been in the position of prime minister. He had countless intrigues in his life. He himself was a warlord, who was intrigue and deceitful, and he could do everything he could.

But!~

Your Majesty is also a soldier and a great warlord!

If you are considered a warlord, Your Majesty is simply a warlord leader.

He has been following Luo Jia for more than 20 years and has fully understood this.

Your Majesty is pressing the formation, what should I do?

Or, how much has His Majesty prepared?

He held his hands together and hugged in his long Taoist robe, and he was in a state of silence.

He just looked at the high priest and His Majesty, his eyes circling between the two, fluctuating back and forth. See who has a stronger aura!

Below, the kneeling people were pressing down.

At this time, Yihun suddenly saw Master Rafa, and Master Rafa was sweating slightly on his face, indicating that he should hold on firmly! He must kneel down - this is not only kneeling to the high priest! But kneeling to the Divine Power!

The most heavyweight contest between the divine power and the royal power!

So Yihun knelt firmly.

Luo Jia coughed and raised his hand.

His eyes fell on Yihun's face, facing his gaze. Yihun didn't dare to dodge and thorned his teeth. He knelt, his legs numb - I don't know whether to kneel or stand up.

He himself can't weigh the trade-offs.

Behind him, there seemed to be a sharp bow and arrow carried by a gray armored soldier!

His eyes swept across the prince, but when he saw His Highness holding a bow and arrow, the situation was so subtle, but it was certain that the prince was definitely standing with His Majesty!

His heart sank completely, without any doubt. If there is an accident today, His Majesty will let everyone splatter blood on the spot.

PS: I’m here today - Note:)) During the National Day, I’ll update after 0 o’clock in the evening because I don’t have time to go out during the day; I haven’t had a rest for many years. These days, the holidays are not continuous and I can’t go out far, so I have to go out to exercise and breathe fresh air.
Chapter completed!