"Why? Saint, please tell me quickly!" an impatient elder couldn't help but urge.? § ◎
When the saint said this, her face darkened, a little sad, and her tone became a little darker, and she said: "Because Golden Eagle, my lover, is already dead."
"What?"
"What did you say?"
"Holy girl, this kind of joke is not allowed!"
"God, did I hear you right? You said that Golden Eagle is dead? How did he die?" A group of elders, including some important personnel within the Jihad organization, all exclaimed. The saint took everyone's reactions into her eyes, and now
I couldn't see any difference between them. Every elder's reaction was full of surprise, and some even thought they heard wrongly.
The same goes for Andisto. He quickly calmed down, looked at the Saint and asked: "Saint, what is going on? Why did you say that the golden eagle is dead?"
"Great Elder, elders, I also want to ask this question, why does the golden eagle die?" The saint stood up, her face was pale, and her eyes swept across the crowd. Everyone was at a loss. Andisto shook his head and asked: "What should I do?
Let me ask you, Saint, didn't you lose? How did that golden eagle die? Was it killed by someone else?"
The saint laughed miserably, her face was a little slumped, and she said with sadness in her eyes: "He was killed by the bomb."
"What?" Several elders were even more surprised, and some even asked as if they didn't hear clearly: "How could it be blown up? What do you mean!"
"So I want to ask you. I came back alive just to ask you. Was it your order, the great elder, to send drones and missiles to blow up the island where we were competing, or was it someone else..."
Hiss... there was a sound of breathing. All of these elders had experienced wind and rain, and even the old monsters who had lived to be a hundred years old couldn't help but take a breath when they heard the saint's words. They listened to the saint's meaning.
, this matter is too serious!
"Saint, are you kidding?" Andrew spoke first. He stepped forward and almost reached out to grab the saint. He stared at his eyes and blew his beard and asked: "You said the drone was carrying missiles.
Bomb you?"
"Impossible. Although I don't know where exactly you are fighting, but it is said that you are in the Virgin Islands, which is our territory. The naval fleet is nearby. If anyone dares to do this, they will have been caught by our radar.
The satellite has been knocked down!" Another elder also shook his head violently. ?
"Haha, why should I lie!" The saint sneered, her eyes swept over several elders and members who were slightly less responsive. She remembered it in her heart, then turned to the great elder and others, and said: "I will give you the coordinates, you send someone
You will know if you go to the islands and reefs and take a look. Not only that, the drones are made in my country!"
"No, no, no, it's impossible. If it's our drone, it's impossible to blow you up!" Andrew was the first to shake his head. Great Elder Andisto also shook his head and said, "Saint, is this a misunderstanding?
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"Great Elder, do you mean to say that I am lying?" The saint's face turned cold.
"No, I believe you really encountered a drone and dropped a bomb, but... I don't think it is a drone from our country. You have to believe that in this country, no one dares to do this to a jihadist organization, let alone
I don't dare to target you, the saint." The great elder shook his head and said.
"I told you, if you don't believe it, you can go and see it on site!" the saint said.
Another elder stood up and said: "It seems that what the saint said is true. Now I want to ask everyone present, aren't you angry at such a provocation? Since the establishment of the jihadist organization, countless people have tried to challenge us.
But they all met a tragic end, and now someone actually dares to kill a saint, and I, James, am the first to disagree!"
"Elder James, please be patient. Let's ask about the situation again!" Elder Papua pressed his hands and said, "Holy girl, I still want to know how that golden eagle died? Was it killed by a missile?
Then why are you okay%..."
"Elder Papua, are you happy if I am killed?" The saint changed the topic and asked directly. ??
"What are you talking about...Of course I am happy that you are back safely, but...why he is dead but you are alive, I have to know why!" Papua defended.
"Papua, what you said is too ugly. The saint is alive and the golden eagle is dead. Shouldn't we be happy?" said a female elder.
The saint's face naturally looked ugly. Just when she was about to retort, she heard the great elder shout: "Quiet, everyone, be quiet, listen to the saint!"
"It's very simple, Elder Papua, Elder Andisto, elders, the reason why I can survive is because the Golden Eagle saved me. Originally, I was defeated because I summoned the Saint's Scepter and even forcibly killed the Three Heads of Hell.
Lord Inu was summoned to fight against the Golden Eagle, but I still couldn't beat him. After he broke the Saint's scepter, I was unable to fight anymore. At this time, a drone flew over and was close to me.
A missile was suddenly fired from a few kilometers away. Golden Eagle could have escaped, but he rushed towards me and pinned me down. The missile exploded about twenty meters away with a huge explosion.
The wave knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I saw that the golden eagle was dead, with no good place on its body, all its bones were broken, and there was no life left." When the saint described it, she shed tears and looked sad.
The elders couldn't help but gape when they heard this. They looked very surprised. They didn't expect such a process. Andrew opened his mouth wide and whispered: "If it's like you said, that Golden Eagle... isn't very hateful. He is actually
I would risk being blown up to save you..."
"It seems that Saint, you are extremely lucky to be alive. That missile exploded next to you!"
"Shouldn't we be concerned about where the drones and missiles come from? If this is in the Middle East, that's fine, but this is in the Virgin Islands, in the Bermuda Triangle, which is our territory, in our own territory
On our territory, someone almost blew up the saint to death with a drone. Shouldn’t we?
Are you angry? We are a jihadist organization, the United States, no, the largest organization in the world. We have extremely powerful strength, but we can't even protect the safety of the saint?" An elder named Mousse knocked on the hand.
The cane attracted everyone's attention and said in an angry tone!
"Mousse, don't worry yet. This matter naturally needs to be investigated clearly. We are still understanding the situation. After all, only the two of them were present when the saint and the golden eagle fought. We still need to ask about the process."
"During the fart, didn't you see that the Saint was covered in wounds? Besides, if we send someone to the island to take a look, won't we understand everything?" Mousse shouted.
Antisto stopped the quarrel among the elders and said: "Everyone, please stop for a moment. The Saint is still in shock. We still need to verify some things. If it is true, let me say here, no matter who the other party is, he
They will all be the eternal enemies of the jihadist organization. The dignity of the jihadist organization cannot be desecrated or provoked, and it is impossible to let him go unpunished!"
"good!"
"It should have been like this!"
All the elders immediately agreed, and then the great elder Andisto looked at the saint and asked: "Saint, I have a question."
"Excuse me, Great Elder."
"The Golden Eagle is dead, but you are still alive, does that mean your inner demon has been defeated?" After the great elder asked this question, the entire hall fell silent instantly. All the elders and important members all looked at the saint.
These people are angry about the drone bombing of the Saint, but it is not the most important thing.
Regarding the heart, the problem of the saint's inner demons is what everyone is most concerned about. After all, this means that once the saint defeats the inner demons, after many years, the jihadist organization will finally have a saint who can defeat the inner demons and break through to a higher level.
The symbolic significance of this realm is greater, even greater than the emergence of a peerless master.
So everyone looked at the Saint, looking forward to her answer, but the Saint shook her head with a calm expression, not even happy or sad. This made everyone stunned, and then heard the Saint say: "No, big
Elders, elders, I was defeated. Although he died, he was not killed by me. What’s more, I had already admitted defeat before that, I...failed!"
"Huh!" Many people were immediately disappointed. Even at that moment, the Saint could clearly feel many emotions surrounding her. There were regrets, disappointments, chagrin, and anger, but there was also happiness. Yes, that's right.
When the saint looked over happily, she had already calmed down her emotions.
This emotion... was revealed by the Papua elder. Although it was only for a moment, the saint still observed it. Of course, most of them felt disappointed or angry.
"Holy girl, I will arrange the investigation. You are also injured. You can go back and have someone treat you. I hope you won't be too sad about the Golden Eagle!" The great elder seemed to have aged many years suddenly, and his waist was thin.
He couldn't help but bend a little. The failure of the saint's inner demon meant that the efforts of the jihadist organization in recent decades were in vain. It also meant that during the time when he controlled the jihadist organization as the great elder, it was impossible for a saint to break through the inner demon. After all,
If another saint is raised, it is basically impossible for him to survive until that time.
Although this kind of thing is extremely difficult to begin with, for a saint from a jihadist organization to break through her inner demons and defeat them, she first needs to find someone whose strength is equal to or even higher than that of the saint. If she wants to kill the other party in a fair and just way, why not?
It’s difficult!
Andrew's face became extremely ugly. If Li Yifei was still alive, he would blame Li Yifei for this. But he died to save the saint. Although he still had to blame Li Yifei, everyone died... Andrew had no choice but to blame Li Yifei.
Resentment is directed at those who sent the drones.