Chapter 121: Aftermath of the Three Witches; Hearing the Wind (Part 1)
Chapter 121 The aftermath of the three witches; coming upon hearing the news (Part 1)
Somewhere in space between the orbits of the Earth and Mars, a pyramid-shaped building shining with silver light is quietly suspended in the void. Two fleets face off near this metal pyramid, one fleet is a hundred and twenty full-body ships.
The golden main battleship of the Romans, and the other fleet are two hundred and fifty black, cigar-shaped first-class battleships.
Inside the pyramid is a circular stepped venue. In the center of the venue is a cylindrical 20-meter-high rostrum. The Corpse Emperor is standing on the rostrum and talking.
"There are still two months until the joint hunting operation between the Earth Federation and the Roman Kingdom. According to the habits of both of us, during the joint hunting period we must stop all combat operations and mobilize capable manpower to rush to Pluto. This time, a full-scale war broke out between our two sides.
, are you still acting in accordance with the usual practices?”
Twelve representatives from the three forces of the Asian Taoist Alliance, the Vatican Holy See, the Alliance of Gods, and the Earth's Dark Alliance were sitting at the venue.
Opposite the representatives of the Dark Alliance, there are more than thirty priests from the Pantheon of the Roman Kingdom wearing full-coverage armor, with blue flames rolling up to several meters high. They are as powerful and mysterious as gods. The highest-ranking among these priests is
A Roman man wearing golden armor, holding a huge golden scepter, with three circular auras flashing in the blue flames on his body. The scarlet cloak on his body was embroidered with countless exquisite patterns, and a row of Roman figures on his chest
The divine pattern marks his identity as the deputy chief priest of the Roman Pantheon.
After listening to the corpse emperor's suggestion, Deputy Priest Roman laughed hoarsely: "Of course, the hunting activity every ten years is very important, whether it is for you people on earth or for our great Roman people, the Crystal Crystal
The ball is important. So, although there is an all-out war between us, all fighting is suspended during the hunt."
The Corpse Emperor slowly nodded and said: "Very good, does anyone object to Deputy Priest Shalotman's opinion?"
No one in Roman Sacrifice said a word, and the eyes on these people's armor simultaneously emitted blazing light.
No one from the three representatives of the Earth Dark Alliance said anything, and everyone agreed with this proposal.
A few minutes later, the two sides sent the results of the talks back to their respective forces. The Earth Federation Military Headquarters issued a temporary ceasefire order twenty minutes later, and the Roman Kingdom's Supreme Military Headquarters also issued a ceasefire order thirty minutes later. Representatives from both sides mutually
After giving him a deathly look, he stood up and left the venue.
An old man holding a scepter and wearing a high crown on his head at the representative seat of the Holy See suddenly stamped his scepter on the ground. He shouted in a deep voice: "I have another issue here."
The Corpse Emperor, who acted as the host of the meeting, looked at the old man in astonishment: "Archbishop Gudri, the only topic today is about the joint hunting operation. Other than that..."
Archbishop Gudri said solemnly: "However, this matter is very serious and has destroyed the 'Escape Declaration' reached by the Roman Pantheon and our three parties!"
Priest Roman, who had just stood up, sat down again. Deputy Priest Shalotman said sadly: "Oh? Someone undermined the declaration of escapism? We are very interested in this topic!"
The three representatives of the Dark Alliance also sat back in their seats. They all stared at Archbishop Gudry. The stern pressure in their eyes made the solemn and dignified Gudry twist his body and change several postures in his seat. The Corpse Emperor wrinkled
He frowned, raised his hand and said calmly: "Oh? Someone undermined the declaration of escape? Well, I also ask Archbishop Gudri to raise the issue."
Archbishop Gudri clenched his scepter and said in a deep voice: "According to the Escapist Declaration Treaty, both the Earth Dark Alliance and the Roman Pantheon are strictly prohibited from secretly murdering each other's masters."
The Corpse Emperor and others nodded at the same time. The so-called master-level masters in the Asian Taoist Alliance are those who have reached the peak of the divine transformation stage. Of course, ordinary monks in the early stage of divine transformation, the middle stage of divine transformation, and even the late stage of divine transformation, if they should
No one would object to saying that they are master-level figures, because they do have enough tyrannical power. Within the Asian Taoist Alliance, there are about thirty top masters in the Asian Taoist Alliance who truly have the peak strength of the God Transformation Stage, both good and evil.
about.
In the Vatican, the people with master-level strength are about twenty leaders of various palaces and chambers, including the pope, who are generally cardinals or above.
For the Dark Alliance, those with grandmaster-level strength are the chief priests of major temples or the top figures from other races such as vampires and werewolves. There are about ten grandmaster-level figures in the Alliance of Gods in total.
There are 50 billion people in the Earth Federation, and there are about 60 true masters. The loss of any one of them is irreparable.
The Roman priests sneered at the same time, and Shalotman gloated in a strange voice: "Could it be that a master of the Earth's Dark Alliance was killed?"
The corpse emperor's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly to Archbishop Gudry: "Please explain the truth to the Archbishop. If someone really assassinates the Dark Alliance Grandmaster, the Dark Alliance will definitely pursue justice!"
Archbishop Gudri smiled mysteriously. He chuckled and said: "The Red Feather Witch King of the Three Witch Sect was killed twenty days ago! He is a monk in the middle stage of divine transformation. He can destroy a squadron by himself. His magical power is incredible.
.But such a master was killed! The Black Bamboo Witch King of the Three Witches Sect complained to our Holy See and requested a thorough investigation of the matter!"
The Corpse Emperor slapped the rostrum hard and shouted angrily: "Archbishop Gudri, the Three Witches Sect is affiliated to our Asian Taoist Alliance. The Red Feather Witch King was killed. Why did the Three Witches Sect complain to the Holy See?"
An old priest in red robes stood up, glared at Archbishop Gudri and scolded him sternly: "Is it possible that your Holy See still wants to interfere in my Eastern affairs? Gudri, are you looking for death?"
This veteran obviously had a hot temper. Following his scolding, a red light suddenly shot out from his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and a flying sword wrapped in flames roared out with a billowing heat wave. The temperature in the venue rose sharply.
In the blink of an eye, all the metal components in the venue began to turn red and soften, and were about to melt into iron.
The other eleven representatives of the Asian Taoist Alliance also stood up angrily. They glared at Archbishop Gudri, with the attitude of taking action immediately if they disagreed.
The Asian Taoist Alliance has always been conservative and xenophobic, and there are conflicts within them. However, any outsider who wants to take the opportunity to interfere in the internal affairs of the Taoist Alliance will definitely be attacked by both good and evil forces.
Archbishop Gudry turned pale with fright when he looked at the flaming flying sword suspended above the old man in red robe. He groaned and said: "Master Lie, listen to my explanation, listen to my explanation... kill the red feather witch."
The king’s man is Mr. Gu Xiechen, the disciple of His Excellency the Corpse Emperor, the first master of Jiuyou Dao. How dare the Three Witches Sect complain within the Dao Alliance?"
"Nonsense!" The Corpse Emperor was furious and kicked the rostrum in front of him to pieces. His body suddenly disappeared on the spot, and like a ghost - no, he was a ghost - he suddenly appeared in front of Archbishop Gudri.
He pinched Archbishop Gudri's neck. Dark, sharp long nails slowly emerged from the corpse emperor's fingers. The nails cut Gudri's white and tender neck, and a few strands of blood slowly flowed down. He looked at
Archbishop Gudri smiled ferociously and said: "You want to frame my disciple? You are really looking for death!"
The Corpse Emperor looked up to the sky and smiled: "Who doesn't know that my disciple Gu Xiechen, although he has a high level of martial arts cultivation, can't practice Taoism. When his talent is explored to the limit, his strongest will be at the level of the Golden Core Stage! The Golden Core Level
Three or five federal fighters may not be able to deal with a real Golden Core monk, so how can I, my disciple, kill a Divine Transformation monk?"
Lie Zhenren also roared angrily: "It is indeed nonsense! There is a conflict between the Three Witches Sect and Jiuyou Dao, and many sects in our Asian Taoist Alliance know it very well! To say that the old zombie personally killed everyone in the Three Witches Sect,
We are not surprised at all. The old zombie has done this kind of thing before! But if you want to say that Gu Xiechen's baby killed the Red Feather Witch King, you think we old guys are all three or five-year-old babies, easy to fool.
What? If you want to divert our relationship with the Taoist Alliance, you’ve got the wrong person!"
The representatives of the Taoist League sneered one after another and looked at the pale-faced Archbishop Gudri mockingly.
Gu Xiechen cannot practice Taoism. This is the conclusion reached by the Taoist League's master-level masters after observing Gu Xiechen with their spiritual thoughts. A federal martial arts practitioner who cannot practice Taoism is still a mercury-level practitioner even if he practices to the limit.
A fighter's attack power is equivalent to that of an ordinary Golden Core monk, but his real strength is much worse than that of a Golden Core monk. How could he kill a master of the Divine Transformation phase?
The Corpse Emperor shook his head mockingly, and sneered: "If you want to sow discord, this method is too bad! I will discuss this matter with your Pope!"
Archbishop Gudry shouted at the top of his lungs: "I swear in the name of God, the Red Feather Witch King went to the third colony to wait for Gu Xiechen, but was killed. This is the news from the Black Bamboo Witch King! The Red Feather Witch King is really torn apart.
La, if Gu Xiechen can’t kill the Red Feather Witch King, then someone must help him do it!”
The Corpse Emperor's hand tightened a little more, and he said gloomily: "What do you want to say?"
Archbishop Gudry squinted his eyes, and with difficulty squeezed out a few words from his throat that was about to be crushed: "If Mr. Gu Xiechen cannot kill His Excellency the Red Feather Witch King, then there must be someone around Mr. Gu Xiechen
A master at the master level exists! The Holy See did not send anyone to his side, nor did the Alliance of Gods send anyone to his side. So, who killed the Red Feather Witch King?"
Lie Zhenren was stunned. He withdrew his flying sword and shouted in a deep voice: "Kunlun Dao Sect, no one is around Gu Xiechen."
An old Taoist in green robe smiled calmly and said: "No one is around Gu Xiechen at Yuntai Temple in Zhongnan Mountain."
A skinny old man in black said dryly: "No one from the Soul Refining Sect is around Gu Xiechen."
A chubby red-faced monk said with a smile: "Of course, it is impossible for anyone in our Sanwen Temple to be around that little baby Gu Xiechen. Only the abbot of the small temple, a master at the peak of divine transformation, can be sure to kill him.
The Red Feather Witch King, the other great monks, and the junior monks, none of them are the Red Feather Witch King... No, he is a dead rival, so it can’t be us!"