In the dim underground temple, next to the bloody altar, a black-robed old priest was headed by a twelve priests kneeling down behind them.

The candlelight was shaking around, and the figures shining seemed to sway with the candlelight.

A "Xi" sound came from the altar, and a cluster of black mist appeared in the center.

The black fog was originally unruly and slowly condensed into a ball, with a blurred and floating face appearing.

Seeing the appearance of this human face, all the priests quickly knocked their heads twelve times.

"Great God, your servants respect you with the highest respect..."

"Great God..."

After all the rituals were done, the high priest of the black robe stood up and bowed seventy degrees, "Great God of War, your servants are willing to listen to your decree."

The human face does not seem to reveal much of the enjoyment of the superiors, and it takes everything for granted.

After half an hour of silence, a low and majestic voice sounded:

"A tiny ant offended my dignity, this is his portrait."

"The majesty of the gods cannot be violated."

"Go and wipe him!"

“This takes precedence over any plan.”

"Abide by the will of my Lord!"

The old priest knelt down again and bowed his head devoutly.

"Go and send all the mice."

"If necessary, start the end button!"

...

On a throne of skeleton, a man with ferocious armor looked into the distance, his eyes seemed to penetrate heavily, pointing directly at Qilun.

"A mere first-level ant dares to provoke the authority of the gods."

"If you hadn't been able to return to Qilun Continent for the time being, you would have cast your soul into the abyss purgatory by letting go of my saint's forbidden body!"

Somewhere on the round table, there are twelve thrones.

On weekdays, there are basically few seats, and this time, all twelve characters gathered.

This is extremely rare in hundreds of years of history.

Most of the twelve figures are blurred, and this is not their intentional hiding.

In fact, many of them are projections across planes!

"The power of prophecy is being suppressed more and more."

The old man sitting in the third position on the right said, "This is a rare real body."

"This prophecy is vague."

"If we continue like this, we may never be able to capture the trajectory of fate."

"This is a disaster for the Qilun continent and for us humans."

A sneer sounded, and a black shadow shook obviously.

"We are not everyone's nanny, Aikolin, you are just too kind."

"Look, what have you taken care of the people in the mainland and lived and worked in peace and contentment?"

"The strong will always be born in the struggle between flames and blood."

“We don’t need the weak.”

"Ants will eventually disappear into the long river of history. The prophetic catastrophe will be unable to resist."

He seemed to notice Aikolin's frown, and a slim woman on the side said:

"Okay, Aikolin, this time you launch the [Supreme Call], there should be something important."

"I remember that the last time the call appeared, it was the time when the gods came forcibly and the faith was fought for."

"It was then that we decided to establish a parliament."

Aikolin sighed, looking helpless:

"The prophecy left by the long years is coming."

"What kind of catastrophe is, even if we gather almost all the sages on the mainland, we have not understood it."

He used to mock Ai Kelin for asking questions again, "Since there is no substantial progress, it has consumed such a huge amount of resources to launch the [Supreme Call]?"

"That's it, you know that our time is very precious for everyone."

"Our life span is almost eternal, but every time is more valuable than the life of an ant."

Ai Kelin looked angry when he heard this. Considering that every delay was a huge consumption, he stopped himself.

"In half a year to three years, the catastrophe will come."

"Recently, apostles, heretics, and gods are all ready to move."

"You'd better return to Chiron as soon as possible."

"This is a conclusion reached by all sages. For this reason, seven sages exhausted their minds and died at this point."

...

The important notice has been conveyed, everyone has left, and Ecolin has returned to the office.

After rubbing his eyebrows, he gave an order to his subordinates:

"Let Asani withdraw the legion stationed in the border wasteland and go to the East China Sea to stand by."

"The vacant position allows other legions to draw people to the top."

"If anyone has any objection, say that's what I mean!"

After seeing the overwhelming power of the Red Dragon, all major mercenary groups gave up the idea of ​​slaying the dragon.

After suffering such a great loss, their faces were all gray, especially the leaders of the major team, with frown.

The onlookers didn't have so many thoughts, they just felt that they hadn't come in vain.

The legend is indeed a legend, and the power of the giant dragon gave them an unparalleled shock.

They originally thought that the leaders of the major mercenary regiments were already unattainable, but they didn't expect that when compared with the dragon, they would be nothing.

I took the opportunity to sneak in and returned to [Weihe City] with these noisy people.

This time he entered the city, he did not wear a badge, but honestly paid the three silver coins to enter the city.

Yo Xiu changed his face again.

This was his experience as a fraudster in his previous life and a habit he had retained at that time.

Every detail you ignore may lead to your failure.

Especially for a fraudster, he is the disguiser hidden in the deepest part.

In Maria Tavern, Yoshu met the mercenaries he had been with before.

Ode and the others were also excited to drink and chat about the Red Dragon, and they were also part of the onlookers before.

In fact, with Aud's strength, he is almost as strong as the leader of the top ten mercenary groups.

But he was hiding in a relatively ordinary mercenary group.

Not everyone chooses to lie down at a high place and yearn for fame.

A man with a family is more inclined to live a peaceful life.

After asking Xiu to drink the last glass of wheat wine, it tasted a bit inferior, but it did not hinder his liking.

After paying the fee for three silver coins, he asked Xiu to find the library in Weihe City.

This is not so much a library as a tower.

The people who come and go inside are all well-known figures. If they were not wealthy businessmen, they would also be children of nobles.

Few ordinary civilians are willing to pay a gold coin to learn knowledge and apply for a monthly pass.

Even if they have the intention, they may not have the money.

"Sir, please show your companion card."

At the front desk, a woman dressed in an intellectual manner was polite, even though Ye Xiu was dressed like a very poor person at this moment.

"I am a scholar, and I am here in the pursuit of truth."

Seeing the [Red Flower Badge], the woman saluted Yosu slightly, and the person who was waiting to watch the show was also shocked.

Under the respectful gaze of the people around him, You Xiu walked into the library.

It’s not that he wants to be a show of his power, but an ordinary renter who has no authority to read those truly valuable books.
To be continued...