In the Royal Court of Seth, Dyson was politely sent to the carriage. He wished His Majesty Guliani and the gods in the distance a polite farewell.
Then, the emperor of the empire led a group of royals to stand on the steps, watching Dyson's motorcade, waving with a smile, and it looked like the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves and reluctant to leave.
Dyson, who was sitting in the carriage, kept waving his head and waving. He didn't sit back in the carriage until the carriage drove out of the royal court and pulled down the curtains.
As soon as he pulled down the curtains, his face immediately fell: "A bunch of old fritters, they made me so angry."
From the shadow of the carriage, a figure emerged and said disapprovingly: "This is normal. The hunter will not let go of the eagle until he sees the rabbit. Sir, we must give up more benefits."
"What benefits? What benefits can a barren land in the desert have? Can't they uphold the spirit of dedication to the light, use money and strength to conquer heretics?" Dyson started to make trouble unreasonably.
The figure did not answer and hid in the shadows. After Dyson finished venting, he slowly said: "Those beauty projects in Meishen City are all aimed at the aristocrats and rich people. There must be many people staring there, especially
It’s those old people, don’t they want to regain their youth and extend their lifespan?”
"Although there is currently no evidence to prove that Meishen City can extend life span, judging from the situation of Duke Wright's old mother, even if the life span cannot be extended, she can still live a high-quality life, instead of lying in bed and unable to even take care of herself.
."
"Someone will definitely be interested, and we are definitely not the only ones staring at them. It's just that because of the elves, we don't want to provoke them."
"But it's one thing not to want to provoke us, but it's another thing to watch us take it all. This time, because of the Pope's dignity, they are willing to take action, but they are only on guard against the elves, and they will never help us.
.Whether we can chew the city of Meishen depends on ourselves."
The figure's self-centered analysis completely calmed down Dyson. In fact, Dyson was very calm, otherwise he wouldn't have waved goodbye to Seth's people with a smile on his face, but he was still very angry and felt better after letting it out.
"Can we take Meishen City?" Dyson asked.
The figure slowly said: "According to the current balance of power, as long as the elves don't interfere, there is no problem in taking the City of Beauty. The strongest strength in the hands of these abyss nomads should be the new god who calls himself the God of Beauty. I don't know where this kind of thing comes from.
The little god who appears may be good at superficial things such as beautification and skin rejuvenation, but his combat effectiveness may not be as good as that of a truth mage."
Dyson nodded. As an archbishop, he knew too much about things like gods and would not blindly fear them. As long as he had enough strength, killing gods was not impossible.
"According to the intelligence, these people can disguise the holy power of light. When they cast magical spells, the effect is exactly the same as the holy light. They fooled many people. Some people thought they were from our church. Unfortunately, their magical spells did not have the effect of the holy light.
, can only deceive people who don’t understand.”
Dyson nodded. He actually already knew these things, but hearing others repeat them can deepen the impression and inspire more inspiration.
"Like all the abyss nomads, their composition is too complex. They include humans, black warriors, hybrid titans, corpse dragons, silver dragons, and goblins. They have everything. It is difficult to unite. We have sent people to spread rumors about black warriors.
Warriors want to sacrifice blood to humans, humans want to skin dragons, corpse dragons and silver dragons want to eat goblins and so on."
Dyson nodded: "Yes, normal operation. By the way, they spread rumors that goblins have kidnapped ninety-nine elf girls and are planning to sell them to underground brothels to see if they can anger the elves."
The figure nodded: "This is a good idea. By the way, I will go to the dwarf territory to spread rumors, saying that the hybrid Titans look down on them dwarves, warning them not to claim to have Titan blood, and isolate them as much as possible. You said at the plane security meeting
Yes, this Abyss Nomad has received five votes of support."
After some discussion, the figure asked: "How are you going to deal with their god? No matter how weak the god is, he is still a god."
Dyson smiled slightly: "My lord had a hard fight with Harvey before. This kind of little god can just get it to make up for my lord."
When he mentioned my lord, Dyson's chest lit up slightly.
At this moment, Dyson felt the carriage slow down slowly and finally stop.
They had just left the Royal Court of Seth, and they were probably still on the edge of the Royal Court at this moment. For a large empire with tens of millions of people, the Royal Court was heavily guarded. No enemy could organize an attack at such a close distance, unless it was that
A lone wolf attack.
And Dyson's own protective power is not weak. Ever since Anthony claimed to have been assassinated and Nicholas was really assassinated, capable people in the entire plane have invariably strengthened their protective power, and Dyson is no exception.
.
He was very sure that Anthony was secretly planning to kill him, and he was no exception. Not only was he planning it, but he had already implemented it once.
It's a pity that the wise angel Luna was unable to do anything, and she was forced to use the power of corruption by Anthony, and then she was beaten to death.
Now Dyson's guard force is already the strongest lineup he can get, and he has just left the royal court. It is impossible for anyone to launch an attack here, unless the royal court of Seth wants to kill him.
However, this possibility is slim, so Dyson opened the car window with confidence and asked outside: "What happened? Why did it stop?"
"Uh, sir, I don't know what to say. You'd better come down and see for yourself." The guard beside the carriage said hesitantly.
Dyson stepped out of the carriage in confusion, and the figure hiding in the shadows followed.
It was an armored man wearing full-body armor, with only one pair of eyes exposed. From the moment he left the shadow to pulling down his mask, you could see his face clearly, and he actually looked exactly like Dyson.
Walking to the front of the team, Dyson looked ahead and instantly understood why the guard didn't know what to say and insisted on letting him come down to see it in person.
I saw dozens of Holy Spirit angels forming a circle beside the road in the distance, looking into the middle.
Yes, there are dozens of Holy Spirit angels, each with white wings on their back, emitting a holy shimmer. One of them has particularly large wings, and may be a four-winged angel.
These angels of the Holy Spirit, who are rarely seen in ordinary times, turned their backs to Dyson's motorcade and peered into the middle, where they were emitting holy light.
Aren't you curious when you see this scene? Aren't you shocked? Don't you want to come over and take a look together?
The magicians, priests, and saints in the team kept reporting:
"Safety"
"safety in the air"
"Safety Underground"
"There is a horse wearing a fur hat a few kilometers ahead. It's safe."
Hearing the "safety" sounds, Dyson felt relieved and stretched his neck to look at the place surrounded by Holy Spirit angels. If the other party was not the Holy Spirit, he would have passed by with a wizard's eye. Now he could only look towards the guards.
Tell them to send someone over to take a look.
PS: I’m a little tired and stuck on the manuscript, so I’ll update one chapter first.