1542. Chapter 1542 After I bloom, a hundred flowers will kill 7
Master Rafa hated him. With the lesson from the last sacrifice, Yihun, the old bastard, was shocked. This time, he must not take action easily unless he was foolproof.
"Master, is the person who conveys this news reliable?"
"Yihun said it was very reliable."
Yi Hun? There is always a discount on this person.
These old nobles stubbornly defended their own interests, not essentially for the temple or belief. Everything about Yihun is for long-term power and glory.
"High priest, this time it must be reliable. Although Yihun is fence-stricken, the information he provided is accurate. Moreover, he declared that he did not participate! He refused to participate in our affairs, and he was afraid of Your Majesty!"
Yi Hun is afraid of Your Majesty!
What about the temple?
Are the temple afraid?
The high priest looked at the vast empty square and was almost about to become a place abandoned by God. Success and failure were here! Luo Jia was a rebel in the north, a heresy who forgot the kindness of his ancestors! He was the culprit of blasphemy,
Such a person is not worthy of being the king of the northern country at all.
No wonder he was so anxious to depose the sacrificial decree, but at the beginning, he was to leave a way out for the present.
I only blame myself for not having a thorough fight at the beginning and took a compromise.
However, God helped me, and I actually got the queen's handle and found out my true self!
This is your majesty’s fatal point!
He can't deny the fatal point!
You should do it as soon as possible and you must never give him any chance!
Isn’t this the protection of the gods?
The great god still did not abandon this land and the people on the land!
The great god is waiting for himself to eradicate dissidents, eliminate heresy, and restore his sacred and inviolable glory.
He held the scroll in his hand tightly, almost leaching sweat.
Such a huge change!
If you fail, you will be successful!
Even the high priest was full of fear: Great God, please guide me, what should I do?
The Lord Rafah gradually showed deep fear in his eyes: "High Priest?"