In the Wildenstein Building in Atlanta, the busy Consulli Wildenstein asked while processing the documents in his hand: "Diamond, I guess it's good news, right? Your spirits are very high and your mood is very good."
easy."
He guessed that the good news must be related to Li Mochen, who had gone to Berlin in the Old World. But at this time, he didn't even intend to raise his head.
Just because the follow-up affairs after this war are too heavy.
Such as compensation for casualties, compensation for damage to residential buildings, further actions and crackdowns on the National Association of Progressives, negotiations with the government, subsequent business strategies adopted by the group and family, etc., are all within his responsibilities.
And now he not only needs to be in charge of the Wildenstein Group, but also the Rising Sun Group on Li Mochen's side needs to be taken care of.
"That's good news indeed."
Consulli's assistant Nant Diamond stopped at his desk: "But I believe you will also feel a headache after listening to this."
"oh?"
Consulli raised his head and looked at Nant Diamond. He found that this man indeed had a smile on his face. Although the smile was not strong, it was very different from Diamond's usual steady and indifferent expression.
This made Kang Xiuli feel slightly relaxed, thinking that as long as it wasn't bad news, that would be fine.
"Tell me about it, I think he must have gotten the Blood Crown back?"
"Yes, Mr. President."
Nant Diamond nodded first, and then said in a cold voice: "But in addition, Mr. Wildenstein also killed the Templar Master Bernie Madigan and Cardinal Cressy.
·Cook. Also, he also stole the Holy Spear of Longinus from the Holy See."
"Captured the Holy Lance of Longinus? Diamond, is this true? Are you sure?"
As expected, Kang Xiuli felt a severe headache. He immediately groaned and pressed his forehead. Then he subconsciously wanted to ask, how did Li Mochen do it?
The fact that the latter was able to obtain the Blood Crown in the Old Continent and even escape unharmed already made him very happy.
But the Holy Spear of Longinus——this did not make Consulli happy, but frightened.
But then he thought that instead of asking Nant Diamond about this matter, it would be better to see the detailed battle situation himself. He had deployed manpower in Berlin very early and had been monitoring the Teutonic National Museum. He should be able to bring back the
Detailed situation.
If that doesn't work, the Teutonic Republic's "Supreme Shadow" Temur Hegel is his best friend, and he will definitely be able to give him a complete image.
So next, Kang Xiuli pressed a button on his desk and connected to his director of the president's office: "Betty, would you like to collect and send back the documents I signed before? The situation has changed somewhat.
I need to make some changes."
Diamond, who was on the opposite side, said clearly: "The power of the Glorious Holy See is no longer as strong as it was a few centuries ago. This is especially true in America."
"But we have to be careful. They are still the sect with the largest number of believers in the world. I bet that tomorrow at the latest, the Holy See will call on their believers to boycott our Wildenstein Group. Even the Protestant and Orthodox churches will do this.
They provide assistance, and they are united in safeguarding the glory of the Lord of Radiance."
Consulli shook his head: "Now I just hope that the Holy See can be concerned about the influence and not label Andre as a heretic."
"Not likely!"
Diamond thought thoughtfully: "I think Mr. Wildenstein's force can no longer be solved by the old religion. Even if they really dare to do this, it may not be a bad thing."
Consulli did not refute this point of view, and he dialed the phone again. It was Della Wildenstein, the current archdeacon of the Family Presbyterian Church.
"Have you heard the news from the Old Continent? Is this good news? Don't be ridiculous, Della, the next situation will be very troublesome. In short, the situation in the clan needs your comfort-"
Della Wildenstein's response was low and hoarse, but lacked calmness: "Understood! Understood! I will restrain the children of the family and tell them to stay quiet recently and not cause trouble. Recently we have to keep our heads down,
Just be a turtle for a while and have some fun. Yes, it is a little difficult, but I will try my best. You don’t know, if those guys know about this,
You will be extremely happy. Hohenstaufen finally took revenge on the Holy See, and our vice president, our young patriarch, is about to become one of the most powerful gods in the world. You are right.
, Consulley, he is indeed the best of Wildenstein’s generation, and he is the hope of our entire family. I’m really glad that I have always been on your side and supported you——”
Consulli was fed up with this guy's incoherent chatter. He hung up the phone directly, and then asked Diamond: "Now, do you know where Andre is?"
"It must have gone to the east! There was a demigod mage at that time, and it happened to sense his trajectory after tearing apart the space."
When Diamond said this, he hesitated slightly: "In this battle at the Teutonic National Museum, Mr. Wildenstein used the 'Kongtong Seal'. It was a mythical weapon created by Zhuanxu, the ancient emperor of the East.
The same level as the 'Holy Spear of Longinus'."
How could Kang Xiuli not know about the 'Kongtong Seal'? He was stunned, a look of surprise and thoughtfulness flashed in his eyes, and then he gave a wry smile: "Let him go, this is his business.
"
He turned his attention to his eyes again: "If I guessed correctly, there must be a lot of phone calls coming in now, right?"
In fact, after the war in Atlanta ended, several of his landline and mobile phones were almost full of calls. Consulli was busy with work, so he could only choose to let his assistant and secretary answer the call, and prepare to wait until he was free.
Then choose the more important people among them to call back.
However, Kang Xiuli guessed that the previous and now must not be of the same order of magnitude.
"It was already more popular than you can imagine. All the phone lines were always busy. I had to second a dozen people from the public relations department and temporarily set up 24 extensions, but I guess it wasn't enough.
The news from Berlin will surely shock the entire mysterious world in the next hour. The same is true in the Rising Sun Group's president's office. Alyssa asked me to tell you half an hour ago that you'd better take some time out as soon as possible.
Help little Mr. Wildenstein with it, or get him back. As for now—"
Diamond shrugged: "The White House just called me again. This is the third time today. I said you are busy recently. Boss, you should be planning to show off, right?"
Kang Xiuli was noncommittal, and he fell into deep thought again.
At this time, in the Oval Office of the Abraham White House, the president sitting behind his desk frowned and looked at a middle-aged woman who walked in through the door.
It was a woman wearing a small white suit, with a neat and capable temperament, fashion and elegance - this was his new White House chief of staff, Caroline Weimer.
"It's connected, but just like the previous two times, old Wildenstein is very busy and has been flawless so far."
"Are you too busy to take a call from the president?"
Loren Calderon, who was sitting in the corner, sneered. The former White House chief of staff and current state assistant to the president had a sharp voice.
"The time was after the war in Atlanta. Although it is understandable, I also felt that man's contempt for the White House."
"Mr. President, the Wildenstein family is already America and the most powerful family in the entire world. Andre Lee Wildenstein is also one of the most powerful people today, including several major gods.
Their alliance with Light & Magic Industries is currently unbreakable."
National Security Advisor Jackson Richard said calmly: "Mr. President, you must tolerate their unruly behavior, just like you tolerated Morgan and Rockefeller, the Old Church of Light and the Protestant Church. The governance of this country requires their cooperation."
"Just like Nanette Drew from Rising Sun Media."
Director of National Intelligence Wade Stadler gave an example: "I know the character of that woman. If the Wildenstein family is not restrained, she will have no scruples. All scandals in the Civic Party may become the target of this woman."
, she doesn’t need to care about anyone now, and no one can do anything to her. And their biochemical reproductive equipment——"
"I know! I know! But I still find it hard to accept."
The President sat down with a sigh, then spread his hands: "This is incredible, isn't it? Just overnight, the Wildenstein family has become one of the strongest families in America. And then in less than two hours
Later, you told me that Andre Lee Wildenstein defeated half of the Holy See in Berlin and captured Lang
Jinus Holy Spear, we have to take a proper stance and show respect for the existence of the Wildenstein family. Are you sure that what happened in Berlin is true? I feel it is fantasy. The Holy See has such a powerful force, but it has lost to
Killed him. If this is true, then to this world, it is undoubtedly a grenade thrown into a small iron basin——"
"I can understand your current mood, Mr. President, but such an image cannot be faked by anyone. You have seen it with your own eyes, haven't you? The death of a cardinal and a master of the temple in battle is real.
The Holy Lance of Longinus from the Holy See of Rome was robbed, which is equally unmistakable."
National Magician Rajya Buckley shook his head: "There is no doubt that they are already an important part of this world."
At this time, there was another knock on the door of the Oval Office, and then a well-dressed secretary pushed in the door: "Sir, old Mr. Wildenstein called you back. He asked if you are here now."
Are you available to answer the call? He also said he was sorry."
The President suddenly became energetic. While reaching for the microphone, he signaled to everyone in front of him that he did not intend to communicate with the old Mr. Wildenstein in front of so many people.
"By the way, I agree with Richard's proposal to grant the two Mr. Wildenstein the honorary title of National Magician. Weimar, you will help me contact the party whips of the Two Congresses later and ask them to advance this matter as soon as possible. There is no need to delay.
——”
At the same time, in Chicago, after a video conference involving three families, an old man closed his eyes in pain.
"Let's see if we can contact old Wildenstein through Professor Estandine's channel. I remember that a long time ago, he owed our Violet family a small favor. Now it's time for him to repay. We need peace and we need to do our best.
It is possible to reach an armistice agreement with the Wildenstein family quickly. He is the best mediator."
"Is this too hasty? It will bring shame to the name of the Violet family."
Under the conference table, someone immediately expressed their objection: "The Holy See will not give up. They will definitely plan a counterattack. This is our opportunity."
"Then what? Let the glorious Mattiola family become pawns and soldiers of the Holy See? Fight to the death for the glory of the Lord?"
The old man asked sarcastically: "That is a living god who can stand on par with the King of Angels and is not bound by the treaty of co-governance of humans and gods! Are you determined to let the Matiola family turn into ashes under this wrath?
Ashes right?”
There was a dead silence in the entire conference room.
At this time, even the opponent was unwilling to face the current Wildenstein family. His previous speech was just out of anger and unwillingness.
"You must accept the reality. That family has surpassed Violet and is an existence that we cannot compete with. You must inform the children and women of the family that they must treat members of the Wildenstein family in all social situations in the future.
Show enough respect, or avoid them."
The old man's eyes were also filled with unwillingness and helplessness: "Notify the National Association of Progressives again that our family will withdraw from this organization. The beast-blood warrior plan must also be stopped. Its stability and combat effectiveness cannot be compared with that of the
Compared with Xuri Pharmaceutical's biochemical breeding equipment, the Ministry of National Defense and the military have withdrawn their support for us, and the Violet family must stop losses in time."
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And just when the whole of America and the whole world were stirred up like a tsunami by the battle in Berlin. In the ancient eastern country, on the top of the Kunlun Mountains, the 'Kongtong Seal' held by Li Mochen had changed hands. This extremely powerful artifact
, and now he is being lifted up by a dense spirit in front of an old man with white hair and white beard.
"Are you serious? Just gave this thing to me like this?"
"Do I still have room to regret now? Or is Senior willing to return this thing to me?"
Li Mochen, who stood shoulder to shoulder with the old man, put his hands behind his back and said sarcastically: "This is your thing. My father used ten sentences in his suicide note to emphasize that this thing must be returned to Kunlun, and it must be returned to Kunlun."
It's in your hands. I'm sorry, but before returning it, I used its power to do something extra. You should have heard about it?"
"Junchu——"
The old man seemed to be remembering something. He sighed with great sadness, and then shook his head: "The Battle of Berlin shocked the world. I was lucky enough to use the Kunlun Mirror to observe some of the details. I am really amazed at what little friend Mo Chen can do. As for the
My friend’s words of apology are completely unnecessary and there is no need to mention them again. Although this thing is the first of our country’s
Wang Yibao, but when it is in your hands, it is your right to use it how you want it. I just wanted to say before that this thing has a great relationship. Outside this country, most people are not willing to see it.
I didn’t expect this artifact to come back. I didn’t expect you to be so grand and just send it over.”
"I know."
Li Mochen's expression was very calm, his eyes were confident, even conceited: "But I don't need to care now, I have nothing to fear, right? And those who can scare me and make me afraid will not care about the whereabouts of this thing.
"
"Indeed!"
The old man nodded in understanding, with a bit of self-mockery on his face. Then he flicked his sleeves and summoned the Taoist boy standing beside him: "Inform the headmaster to ring nine bells and ask him to send someone to inform you."
The capital, the weapon of the country, has returned, and the whole world should celebrate!"
At this time, his joy and excitement were beyond words, and Li Mochen noticed that this man's hands were also trembling slightly.
Although the old man was trying his best to restrain himself, the effect was minimal.
"This instrument is of great significance to our dynasty. The old man is in a state of agitation and can't keep himself in check, which makes you laugh, little friend Mo Chen."
The old man smiled shamefully, and then said with an extremely serious look: "I wonder if there is anything I, Kunlun, can do to help my little friend? As long as I am able, I can help on Kunlun's behalf."
When Li Mochen heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "This is what I should do."
"That is the mission given to Li Chunchu by Kunlun, but it is not what you should do, little friend."
The old man shook his head disapprovingly: "Little friend Mo Chen, since you have done this matter so authentically, how can I be vague? It is no longer more than a hundred years ago, and neither Kunlun nor this country will let their friends, theirs
Our compatriots suffer the consequences."
He even quoted a Confucian story: "I wonder, little friend Mo Chen, have you ever heard of the story of 'Zigong redeems people'? The Confucian saint's words are penetrating into the truth, and you can receive compensation from the country, which will not damage your character; but
If you don’t receive compensation, I’m afraid no one will be willing to serve the country in the future.”
Li Mochen had nothing to say, and then he asked honestly and politely: "In this case, it would be disrespectful for me to refuse. I really want to know, who created the dualistic mysticism method?"
"Those are a few pages of fragmentary scriptures that were passed down to this realm from the outside world, compiled and completed by the twenty-seventh generation of my family's headmasters."
The old man seemed to have known that Li Mochen would ask this question, so he handed over a few pages of the restrained fragments of his aura: "I am afraid that this matter will disappoint you, little friend Mochen. This headmaster of my family has already passed away eleven years ago.
He ascended to immortality and left, and so far there has been no news.”
Li Mochen knew that this person's "ascension to immortality" did not mean death. He really left this realm with his immortal status and began their journey to Taixu.
However, having these few pages of original fragments of scripture is not without its benefits.
"If possible, could you let me have a look at your sect's scripture building? I'm very interested in all books about time, space, destiny, and starry sky. Of course, if your sect doesn't dislike it, I can also keep some.
In exchange for my own understanding of timing and destiny.”
"How can you dislike it? The Kunlun Sutra Tower should be opened to you. In addition to the core secrets of one or two, you can read it, little friend Mo Chen."
The old man's eyes immediately showed joy: "This matter should be the honor of me, Kunlun. My little friend Mo Chen, your battle with the Holy See in Berlin shows your accomplishments. Even I, Kunlun, have rarely done anything in my history."
There is someone who can compare with you."
"Thank you very much!"
Li Mochen then hesitated a little: "I also want to borrow your sect's 'Nine-Nine Return to Yuan Furnace' in the past few years, for about three months."
At this time, he was ready to collect treasures and personally build a truly useful mythical sword for himself.
Li Mochen is not going to use Western alchemy this time, just because the sword intention he masters is composed of more than a dozen concepts. And when it comes to 'balance', 'fusion' and 'coordination', Western alchemy
The art is far inferior to that of the East. The former is focused and extreme, and can express various divine powers to the extreme, but is not good at handling conflicts and contradictions between various forces.
As for Kunlun Mountain's 'Nine-Nine Return to Yuan Furnace', he had heard its name for a long time. It was built by more than a dozen great weapon refiners from the ancient Eastern countries, who devoted their entire country's efforts to it. It also incorporated various advanced technologies and borrowed some from the West.
Alchemy. This is a work that combines the combination of Eastern and Western immortal talismans and magic formations. It is also the most ideal refining tool in his mind.
Things of the same level are also available at the America National Smelting Works, but Li Mochen estimated that it would be difficult for him to borrow them. Even if he borrowed them, he would not be able to use them as he wished.