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Chapter 843: The Establishment Ceremony of the Peak Alliance.(2/2)

"You promised me." Noel raised a finger and put it in front of his lips: "You want to go to a wedding with me, tonight."

"You two want to go out secretly at night?" Lin Yin was alert: "Let's see you off together."

They all know that Noel will be picked up by the organizer tonight.

Noel just smiled.

"It's not a big deal, you don't have to watch me off."

"Just let me leave quietly."

Eight o'clock in the morning.

After delivering the gifts, it was almost time for the meeting. Su Mingan collected the gifts.

Before leaving, he looked back.

The lush shade of trees overlaps, and the cabin stands deep in the dense forest. Its windows are still open, and several stacks of postcards are neatly stacked on the table, as if waiting for their owners to return home.

The fishermen holding long poles by the lake passed by, and the shouts of closing the nets were heard. Fishermen wearing straw hats stood in the stream on the roadside, and a few middle-aged people carrying buckets passed by. The worldly disturbances seemed to be with them.

Nothing to do.

This short, ordinary thing.

Su Mingan blinked, then turned his head, never looking back at anything behind him.



"Wow——!"

Following the white light transmission, Su Mingan arrived at the Alliance Station of the Peak Alliance.

The Peak Alliance is an alliance with nine top-ranked adventure players as the core, supplemented by hundreds of associate professional players. Its main purpose is to maintain post-war order and coordinate with top-ranked players. Although the number of members is not as large as that of a guild, its scale is

Not small.

The alliance station already has the size of a small town, and it should have been built by Lu and Luna in advance. There are forging houses, pharmacy houses, tailor shops, shops for deputy professional players, as well as small arenas, training grounds and other buildings. Overall

The architectural style is more medieval, with red and white bricks and tiles, and prominent roofs.

The most eye-catching thing is the old castle in the center that stands out from the clouds. Its Gothic spire reaches high into the sky, as if it is about to pierce the sky. The glass is church-style stained glass, and the two towers cannot be seen clearly.

Pure white statues stand on both sides, and the spiral staircase spirals around the castle, as if it is surrounded by a long black snake.

——This castle is the central conference hall of the Peak Alliance.

There were already some players living in the alliance station. They saw Su Mingan and his party walking out of the teleportation array. Although they were excited, they all watched quietly on both sides, and no one rushed towards them.

"These people are all members of the alliance. They are attracted by our name. Most of them are people who really like us." Luna explained to Su Mingan: "Just like the alliance promoted Edward, these members can also do it for us."

We went out for free, and props and equipment and other things were given to us.”

"Amazing execution ability." Su Mingan commented.

Lu once told him in the eighth world that he wanted to establish an organization similar to the United League, so that people who really like them can have a way to help them. In just over a month, this vision has been realized.

In the castle, a long table has been set up, with several golden candlesticks burning faintly on the table, and a church-like painted story on the ceiling, which seems to be the legend of a certain god.

Since the live broadcast was on, Su Ming'an didn't ask Lu why he had such a style of conference room, as if it was haunted. Lu Shu next to him almost tripped over the table leg.

The other four members of the Peak Alliance are already waiting here.

Bei Wang was lying on the table, still looking sleepy, with his eyes half-open.

Isabella is a scientist with long brown curly hair. Except for occasionally showing her crazy side when doing research, she is very gentle at other times. She sits with her chin in her hands, writing and drawing in her notebook.

Alger was a red-haired man, wearing a leather coat, and he seemed to be an unruly person. He was drawing circles on the table with a fork out of boredom, and did not raise his head when he heard any noise.

Eleven is a black-haired woman. She nodded slightly towards several people, her lips pursed into a tight line. She was wearing a long black dress and a snow-white hairpin. Although she looked young, her real age was over forty. Sitting posture

Dignified, like a black cat lady.

As the rest of the people took their seats, a "ding--" sound came from the castle, which seemed like a bell coming from the top, symbolizing the beginning of the founding ceremony.

The gate of the castle slowly closed, cutting off the last trace of morning light from the outside world.
Chapter completed!
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