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In order to stabilize the situation before the coronation ceremony, it is not impossible for these guys to ask Perthian to give false testimony.
It's just that Yehong couldn't get in touch with Posiang, so he couldn't understand the truth.
He could only sigh secretly.
This prince who is the most faceless in history is really miserable!
Seeing that no one questioned it anymore, Louis looked a little pale, and smiled: "In order to thank you for your cooperation these days, and to compensate you, we solemnly invite you to participate in the coronation ceremony of the God Emperor to be held in [Divine Wing Palace] in three days' time."
With that said, someone distributed invitation letters to everyone present.
Ye Hong looked at the invitation letter he had received, and found that the entire invitation letter was made with brilliance and brilliance, which was very gorgeous.
And under the gorgeous appearance, Ye Hong could still detect the delicate mechanism hidden in the invitation letter.
It must be used as a means of anti-counterfeiting.
The Divine Wing Palace mentioned by Louis is a palace located above the giant wing statue they have seen before, and it is also the residence of the emperors of all ages.
The status in the gods is equivalent to the Taiyi Palace in the fairyland and fairy capital.
The entire Divine Wing Palace is located on the top of the thousand-foot-high statue, overlooking the vastness of sentient beings.
Not to mention the common people, the ordinary aristocrats have no chance to enter the Divine Wing Palace.
Only high-level organizations like the Shenzu Shenshu Conference can work in the Divine Wing Palace.
And obviously, now there is an additional Protoss technology assembly.
Presumably the two organizations have tentatively reached an agreement to hold the coronation ceremony in the Divine Wing Palace.
As for which organization was kicked out of the Divine Wing Palace after the ceremony, that would be a matter of later.
"finally coming......"
Ye Hong looked at the invitation letter and muttered to himself.
Although the Protoss civil war did not start, Ye Hong was not at all relieved.
Because he still couldn't see through what the Nightmare Sea wanted to do.
If Nightmare Sea really has any action plan, it is most likely to appear in this upcoming coronation ceremony of the God Emperor!
The wind and rain were approaching, and Ye Hong's mood collapsed into a chord.
......
The people who left the research center began to visit the Fort of God's Wings.
As soon as they landed, they rushed to the research center without stopping, and then were placed under house arrest for a few days.
Now that I finally have free time, of course I have to take a good look at this splendid metropolis.
Of course, they wouldn't relax completely, they would still keep an eye on their surroundings secretly, to see if they could find any clues about the Nightmare Sea.
"Daddy, look over there, someone is performing acrobatics!"
Unlike Ye Hong and other adults who pretended to be serious, the five little ones were completely immersed in the lively atmosphere of the city.
At this moment, they were strolling to a square, and there was a group of people gathered in the direction pointed by the five little ones.
Surrounded in the middle is a statue of Vulcan standing on the square.
Of course, this Vulcan statue is only a dozen meters high, and it is naturally incomparable with the giant Vulcan statue on the ground that was blown up by Anubis and others.
But also very imposing.
At this time, under the statue of Vulcan, there is a young god wearing the robe of a Vulcan priest, performing magic.
The bright crimson flames moved nimbly on his fingertips, causing rounds of applause from the onlookers.
It was this lively movement that attracted the attention of the five little ones.
Ye Hong just glanced at it, then looked away without interest.
The divine man was average in strength, but deliberately created a lot of light and shadow effects for the divine art in his hand.
It can be used to bluff people, but it can be described as flashy in actual combat.
As Wu Xiaozhi said, it is indeed acrobatics.
So after Ye Hong took one look, he was not interested in taking a second look.
Just seeing the five little ones watching with relish, he stopped for a while, letting them watch their fill.
In the crowd, the young priest scattered the magic spell in his hand with a smile on his face.
Then he asked around, "Among you, do you think that you can control flames freely like me?"
In this world, after all, there are still many ordinary people who cannot cultivate.
Among the crowd of onlookers, this was no exception.
Therefore, as soon as the priest's words fell, it caused a violent reaction.
"My lord, I think!"
"My lord, please accept me as a disciple!"
The young priest pressed his hands towards the air and said with a smile: "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient.
It is actually very simple to become like me, that is to try your best to express your belief in Lord Vulcan. "
"Belief?"
People around are all confused.
"Master Priest, we often pray to the statue of Vulcan, and we haven't become like you."
Questions were raised.
"Simple, too simple." The young priest shook his index finger with dissatisfaction on his face, "Praying alone cannot express enough faith!"
"My lord, please tell us what to do?"
"Yes, Lord Priest, please help us!"
Facing the help-seeking gazes, the young priest twitched his mouth: "Of course I have a way to awaken your faith, but this method can't be disclosed to the public casually, it would be very harmful to Lord Vulcan disrespectful.
So, everyone who wants to learn the method, line up and follow me later. "
Hearing this, Ye Hong suddenly frowned.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 3327 Out of Control
Ye Hong had no interest in the missionary work of the young priest.
But when the young priest said these words, Ye Hong felt a strange fluctuation coming from the young priest.
He looked over subconsciously, but found that among the audience surrounding the young priest, many people's eyes began to lose focus, as if they suddenly became walking dead.
Ye Hong's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Obviously, the young priest used some kind of bewitching technique to control the consciousness of the people around him.
Because of Huanxinwan, Ye Hong was extremely disdainful and disgusted with this method.
And several people around, including Wenrou, Longyan, Xingshiqi, etc., also frowned.
"You also found out."
Ye Hong looked at the young priest and smiled coldly.
Originally, this matter had nothing to do with him, but whoever told this young priest to use such a lowly trick in front of him, he would not be able to "meddle in other people's business".
But before Ye Hong could make a move, a shadow flashed in the corner of his eyes.
Fengjialou actually walked towards the young priest first.
At this time, Fengjialou no longer had the usual cynicism.
A handsome face seemed to be frozen.
Yehong actually felt the murderous aura from Fengjialou!
My heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that this young priest is the enemy of Fengjialou?
In sight, Fengjialou squeezed into the crowd abruptly with murderous steps.
As he was advancing, an invisible breath spread from his body, just covering the group of bewitched people.
I saw that everyone whose eyes were originally confused now regained their focus.
Seeing this, the young priest also knew that someone was coming to make trouble, and immediately looked at Fengjialou with a gloomy face.
"Brother, I don't seem to have provoked you, have I?"
Fengjialou didn't say a word, but his body moved suddenly.
In the blink of an eye, the short distance between the two was crossed.
He stretched out his hand to grab the priest's robe and lifted him into the air.
"you......!"
The young priest didn't expect Fengjialou to attack suddenly, and caught off guard, he stared at Fengjialou angrily.
But just as he was about to speak, Fengjialou threw him to the ground again, forcing his words back into his stomach.
Fengjialou's cold eyes looked at the priest who fell to the ground, and his voice was as cold as the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, saying word by word: "Get out of this city now!"
The group of people around them also reacted one after another at this moment.
When they saw Fengjialou's atrocities against the young priests, they were immediately furious.
"Where did you come from, you madman?"
"Why are you treating the priest so rudely?!"
"Let him go!"
All around, there were reprimands against Fengjialou.
Fengjialou turned his head and glanced around lightly.
The icy coldness in the pupils made everyone back away in horror.
"A bunch of idiots."
Fengjialou scolded sarcastically, then turned his head to look at the young priest on the ground, and repeated the words just now: "Get out of this city immediately!"
The young priest gritted his teeth with a gloomy face and said, "Cutting off a person's fortune is like killing one's parents!
I don't care who you are, I advise you not to go too far!
otherwise......"
"What else?" Fengjialou's eyes were colder than before, looking at the young priest as if looking at a corpse.
In the distance, Ye Hong looked puzzled at this scene.
Fengjialou at this time made him feel a strange feeling.
It seems that some kind of emotion that has been suppressed has erupted vividly in Fengjialou at this moment, and even changed his character.
"Too deceiving!"
The young priest suddenly stretched out his hand, the radiance of the flame magic was condensed in his hand, and he slapped Fengjialou's leg with his palm.
But Fengjialou just raised his leg and dodged the blow.
Then he lowered his leg from the air and stepped on the hand of the young priest.
At this moment, a miserable howl like killing a pig came from the mouth of the young priest.
"Brothers, help me—"
Shrill cries for help spread around the square.
Amidst the sound of chaotic footsteps, more than a dozen priests who also wore red flame priest robes rushed over in succession.
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