"Your Majesty! Your vision has transcended time and is enough to see the situation a thousand years later. Your greatness will definitely be praised by future generations and will never decay." The expected praise could not make Theobit I
There was no slight shift or shake in his sight.
Great people may not always be great.
Because people are people after all.
But Theobit I was not just a human at this time, he was an extraordinary person who was about to swallow the key potion and become the eternal king.
Even praise from the powerful White Wizard could not dim his wisdom.
"But you can't see clearly at the moment." White Wizard Ganmei bent down slightly and said. He had to be more serious to resist the increasingly fierce gaze of Theobite I.
The heroic face of Theobite I seemed to reveal a slightly sarcastic look in an instant, a little frivolous: "When did Ganmei, the white wizard who pursues the truth, begin to succumb to the so-called gods?"
"Don't you even think highly of me?"
"The Great White Wizard Leader Ganmei!"
Ganmei shook his head and said: "You misunderstood, I never meant this. Your Majesty, you have everything in the world, but you can't see all your ministers clearly and tell whether they are really completely loyal. Just like a rich man.
, cannot know how difficult and arduous the life of the poor will be, and will only criticize them for their self-degradation and lack of progress."
"The truth or falsehood of something may be very clear in the eyes of ordinary people. But in the eyes of gods, it may become blurry."
"Those two practitioners from the East may be two liars. But if they can make things more complicated, then to your Majesty... what's the harm?"
King Theobit I stepped down from the throne, with a lot of special radiation and aura leaking from his body.
The flowers and plants that had just been brought to the palace for display in the morning already had some traces of demonization and alienation.
On a white flower bone, several strange human faces have grown. Looking at it vaguely... they vaguely resemble Theobit I.
If it were an ordinary person, it might be difficult to look directly at him.
After looking at it for a long time, it may even be contaminated by inexplicable power.
In terms of cultivation, Theobit I was not a very qualified person. Even if he gave up his secular rights and concentrated on cultivation, he might not be able to touch the threshold of the mythical level before the end of his life.
So he chose to swallow the magic potion.
Taking the risk of losing control and being polluted into a monster, he became a transcendent.
This is the extraordinary path with the least rigid requirements for qualifications and practice time in the entire Orgris world, and it points directly to the gods.
The only drawback may be that the risk is too high...after all, the power and realm are obtained by force.
Swallowing magic potions, acting as professions, integrating spirituality, and seizing the supernatural... This is not the native supernatural system of Orgris, but was brought to this world with the advent of the Seven Gods.
However, with the stability of the Church of the Seven Gods, this extraordinary advancement method that can easily lead to loss of control, create monsters, and consume a lot of resources has been fully resisted.
Most extraordinary people still take a more traditional route.
"That's right, it won't get worse." Theobbit I said.
The white wizard Ganmei bowed and said: "Your Majesty! I still feel that it is still too early, and now is not the time. Before Ulmerk went crazy, he once predicted that there will be great changes in three hundred years. We have already prepared for
You have prepared a crystallizing potion that can stop your time for more than three hundred years."
"Your thoughts will also be stagnant, and it will not cause the spirituality in your body to lose control and turn into a monster."
"You should know that no matter how much preparation you make, the probability of success is always less than 10%. The Seven Gods will not sit back and watch the birth of a new god...especially a new god who is not under their control and has a great reputation."
"Three hundred years later...if you organize a large-scale festival again, you may have a greater chance of success."
Theobite I waved his hand suddenly: "Ganmei! I admire you and regard you as my teacher."
"You are indeed a great wise man, but you do not understand what a king is."
"The Seven Gods Church's patience with the Rose Dynasty has reached its limit. This does not depend on whether I choose to advance to Mythology. All attacks and suppressions are just a matter of time."
"I will not allow my people to live in the terror caused by religion. Sometimes the so-called righteous gods exploit people far better than the evil gods."
"So no matter how good or bad the opportunity is, I have to move forward."
After Theobit I finished speaking, he stopped talking, as if he had said everything he thought.
"In this way...my majesty, your will is the direction for us to move forward. Ganmei bids farewell!"
Ganmei's eyes flickered, she bowed slightly, hugged her chest with her hands to salute, and then disappeared into the palace.
Theobite I looked at the place where the white wizard Ganmei disappeared, and his originally hard expression became even more indifferent.
Who would have thought that the white wizard who once supported him, helped him expel the dark wizards, fight against the Church of the Seven Gods, and maintain the stability of the extraordinary power within the Rose Dynasty, would now be too big to lose?
After all, on the one hand, he is a so-called king who seems wise and heroic, but does not have much personal power.
On the other hand, there are wizards who have a lot of great power attributed to themselves. In order to pursue knowledge and truth, they can even trample on laws and morals... even if they call themselves wizards.
Both are in the same country and serve as the controllers and leaders of the country.
When the country is weak, supporting and helping each other has indeed played a very positive and good role.
However, now that the country has become stronger, and with the help of the prosperous Rose Dynasty, the White Wizards have become the most extraordinary force in the Western world, other than the Church of the Seven Gods, that cannot be underestimated.
And in this process of growing stronger, some of the 'bloodlines' belonging to the black wizards have gradually flowed into the blood vessels of some of the 'white wizards'.
After all, they are all wizards, but they were deliberately split into two different groups because of some differences in ideas and competition for resources.
In essence, it is actually the same thing, there is no difference.
As their status and national strength increase, they obtain more and more resources, and their collectives become larger and larger... They will also have higher ambitions and political demands.
They attempted to directly and completely control the country, completely... omitting the king.
Ganmei... maybe he didn't mean this.
But his students, disciples, disciples, his supporters, and his supporters never think so.
Theobites I had no choice.
At this moment, in Theobit's palm, a playing card with a special pattern was rolled over.
The overall playing cards show a black and gold color, which is very textured.
Bai Fan and Bai Xuan received extremely luxurious and high-standard hospitality.
Although both of them are not locals who have never seen the world, they still sometimes feel amazed by the extravagance they see, the grandeur they hear, and the extravagance used.
"So, the West and the East are different in many aspects."
"In the Eastern world, no matter how strong and powerful a dynasty is, the king must still promote frugality and regard thrift as a virtue. If he behaves too extravagantly, he will definitely attract criticism and be regarded as a coward."
"But in the Western world, it seems that whether a country or a dynasty is strong or not is directly linked to how extravagant and extravagant their royal family is. When the country gets rich, all the ministers and nobles urge the king to show off, and there is always a lot of money.
To scatter the money, we have to create a big scene." Bai Fan was lying in the milky white hot spring pool, enjoying the massage of several female elves with tall figures and beautiful faces. What he said in his mouth actually couldn't withstand scrutiny.
bastard words.
Bai Xuan, on the other hand, refused the service of the female elves and the beast-eared girls. In their puzzled and regretful eyes, he picked up the wine bottle floating on the pool and took a sip.
He took the conversation and said, "You can't say that. In fact, dynasties in the Eastern world have always been very generous in treating foreign guests."
"After all, it doesn't matter whether I am alive or not, but I must not let outsiders look down on me."
Bai Fan smiled and said: "That's right! That's right too! That's all... don't continue this topic anymore, let's talk about something else."
"What do you think His Majesty will say to us tomorrow?" Bai Fan and the two communicated in the Mandarin of Qingxiao Realm. Although it sounds somewhat similar to the Eastern language system of this world, it is actually not connected at all.
No matter how long the ears of those elf girls are, they can't understand what they are talking about.
Without waiting for Bai Xuan to answer, Bai Fan said to himself: "I guess it is very likely that the first step he will take is to expose our scam, and then he will generously show that he does not care, and then he is even willing to use the standard of a true foreign envoy.
Come to receive us, and finally give us some benefits. But... we have to obey his orders, be his chess pieces, and be at his mercy."
After Bai Fan finished speaking, he looked at Bai Xuan, expecting him to say something else.
Bai Xuan walked out of the pool in one step. The next moment, without showing the long-awaited female elves and beast-eared ladies anything, he had already put on his clothes and appeared on the lounge chair next to the pool.
He was also carrying a bunch of long, weird fruits in his hand.
If there is anything bad about the Western world, it is that all the plants with spiritual energy and extraordinary effects are so... it’s hard to describe them in one word.
For example, the bunch of fruits Bai Xuan is holding in his hand looks a bit like a bunch of eyeballs.
The juice that flows out looks like blood dripping from the eyes.
Although it doesn't look good, it tastes good. Apart from making some weird noises like screaming when you put it in your mouth and suck it, it can wash your body, purify your spirit, and increase your energy.
"You may be right."
"But I was thinking... maybe this Theobite I would be a little different."
"After all..." What is it after all? Bai Xuan didn't say any more, he just smiled and shook his head.
Bai Fan understood the meaning of Bai Xuan's unfinished words.
Bai Fan seems to be somewhat alert and smart, but not completely 'smart'.
Sometimes, it looks like the bottle is half sloshing around, which is of course Lin Xi’s intention.
This time, one of Bai Fan's main tasks is to keep an eye on Bai Xuan to see if he really has the qualifications to be an Immortal Emperor.
In comparison, even harvesting the mythical soul that may exist in Theobit is not that important.
And Bai Fan, who can solve everything and do everything by himself... is really not suitable for Bai Xuan to show off.
So more often than not, what Bai Fan does is a process of provoking new ideas.