The moment he heard this voice, the master, who had always been calm and calm, was stunned.
Immediately, a complicated and difficult-to-understand expression flashed across his face, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.
The master raised his eyes and looked towards the palace door, where the speaker was also looking.
This is a man in his fifties with an impressive appearance.
He is tall and strong, with long gray hair cascading down his shoulders, a strong aquiline nose, and cold, shining eyes sunken into the eye sockets, giving people an impression of being unruly, fierce, courageous and stubborn.
This man stood casually at the entrance of the hall, with a mountain-like aura arising spontaneously. In comparison, the two fellow travelers beside him were as inconspicuous as dwarf pines growing all over the mountains.
"Palchi, you have never been my disciple, and I don't dare to have a disciple like you! Although you and I are old acquaintances, our fate has long since ended, so I'd better avoid the title of 'master'!" The master said slowly.
Said slowly.
"Aha! It turns out that this guy is the researcher who worked under the teacher before! According to the teacher's inference, he is also the pope of the Apocalypse Sect! This should be his true face! Sure enough, he and Ji Ji have two faces!
Moreover, his figure is also much worse. Could it be that he can use Qiu Dun's 'Lock Locking Technique'? Haha! But, you forgot to disguise your voice! From this point of view, you are far worse than my senior brother Shen Yu.
!" Fatty thought excitedly.
For some reason, he seemed to hear a hint of helplessness and regret in the teacher's cold words.
However, this feeling passed quickly, and the fat man ignored it and focused all his attention on Palchi.
Then, the rich dark red energy in the opponent's body immediately made him alert.
At the same time, Sasha's message also came.
"This person also has the aura of an 'oracle', but I have never seen him in the sect! Moreover, his skill is far superior to mine, and I am afraid he is only on par with your master!"
The fat man nodded slightly, but felt a little dissatisfied.
He still couldn't believe that Sasha, as a holy envoy, didn't know about the existence of the "Pope".
"But why does this woman want to hide it?" The fat man thought and glanced at Sasha furtively.
But he saw that the other party was putting on a defensive posture, with a look of shock and alert on his face, and it was impossible to tell that he was faking it.
"How dare you be disrespectful to the commander-in-chief, a bold spy? You have already fled, so why don't you just let yourself be captured?" Before Palchi could speak, the blond man beside him shouted loudly.
"Mr. Masulo, what are you yelling about? Didn't you hear that Consultant Palchi and the man standing opposite are old acquaintances in the 'spy' you mentioned! Moreover, you kept shouting 'Mr. Chief' in your mouth.
Before receiving the official document that Mr. Palch will take over the post of General Serov, this title is inappropriate!" Another voice said dissatisfied.
The speaker was a fat old man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were gloomy, and there was sweat oozing from his huge rosacea nose.
"His Excellency, Deputy Head of State Roger! The official document you want will arrive early tomorrow morning at the latest. Chief Parch's job arrangements are a foregone conclusion. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can go back and ask the Head of State for instructions! Anyway, from now on, the Holy Castle
Everything will be taken care of by the new chief, and your mission has been completed!" The blond man named Masuro said in a sinister manner, with no politeness in his tone.
The fat man was only concerned about how Palchi would reply to the master's words, but was interrupted by the blond man and the fat old man. Although he was extremely annoyed, he also gained a lot of information from the conversation between the two.
While he was thinking about it, Sasha's message came again.
"This Masuluo also has the aura of an 'oracle', but he is probably not a member of our religion."
When the fat man heard this, he suddenly realized that he had overlooked one thing.
The members of the Apocalypse Sect can obviously tell who has the phantom poison in their bodies.
So, how did they know?
Of course, when the "Oracle" is released, everyone can see the dark red energy, which is why it is called the "Oracle".
However, according to the masters and others, once that thing enters the body, it will be invisible!
Do Apocalypse followers also have clairvoyant eyes?
Moreover, according to what Sasha just said, she can distinguish between those who are infected with the crimson poison and who is a member of the cult. So how does she make the distinction?
When the fat man was secretly blaming himself for his negligence, Palchi spoke.
"For me, you are my teacher. I have benefited a lot from your teachings back then. I can say that I owe what I have achieved today to you, oh, of course, it can also be said to be thanks to the three brothers and sisters in your family.
!" He said in a leisurely tone with a hint of a smile.
From beginning to end, this guy only looked at the master, completely turning a deaf ear to the conversation between the two people around him.
"Oh? The teacher actually has a sister! I've never heard him mention it!" the fat man thought to himself.
When the master heard this, his face became gloomy as if it was about to rain.
His eyes flashed and he said coldly: "People should always take responsibility for what they do. Don't just blame others. Let's talk about the matter in front of us! Serov is an old friend of mine. He is now
I need an explanation for being killed. According to what your colleague said, since you are now fully in charge of the affairs here, I can only ask for this explanation from you!"
The master said, gently pulling off the mask on his face.
The fat man wanted to stop it, but was a step too late, so he had to restore his original appearance.
"Haha! Haha! You're wearing it for fun! You're wearing it for fun!" He took off his mask and apologized to everyone around him with an embarrassed smile.
No one paid attention to the fat man playing tricks, and everyone's eyes instantly focused on the master.
The moment he took off his mask, his momentum suddenly increased.
Everyone felt that they were in a trance.
If what Parchi brings to you is the majesty and solemnity of the mountains, then what comes from the master is the vastness of the sea and the brilliance of the starry sky.
One is fear and admiration in the face of pressure, and the other is awe and admiration from the heart.
"You! Are you Master Gongzhuang Dexian?!" The fat old man Roger was the first to recover and exclaimed.
"It's your Excellency, Deputy Head of State Roger. It's been a long time!" The master bowed his hands and saluted, and replied calmly.
As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly fell silent. The wounded who had been crowded around the ball just now endured the pain and looked here.
The shadow of a person's famous tree. Although there are only a limited number of people in this world who have seen the true appearance of the master, how many people don't know the name of "Gongzhuang Dexian"?
The most depressing person in the field was Jaram who was knocked to the ground by Sasha and lost his fighting power.
"Damn! It turns out that this person is here! He actually asked me to 'kill without mercy'? No mercy is such a fart! General Ko Yukin, you have really caused me misery!" He thought with infinite resentment and full of grief and indignation.
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Seeing this scene, Fatty couldn't help but have a deeper understanding of the value of the Master's sign.
"I knew this! Why did I ask him to wear a mask in vain? Just show him and spin him around, and I'm afraid the matter will be solved! Alas! It's all because Senior Brother Chen Yu's mask is too realistic!
Yes! It's all his fault!" This guy thought helplessly, and his depressed mood was by no means inferior to Jaram's.
"Teacher! You still look more pleasing to the eye like this! In fact, with your identity, why do you need to be secretive?!" Pulchi said with a smile.
His eyes were full of admiration, but his tone was filled with ridicule and disdain.
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Fatty: After all, this is still a society that needs to be repainted!
