"Gah~" William burped. He touched his belly comfortably and finally felt full.
He stayed here for seven days, and the Pope of Light had no intention of disturbing him at all, nor did he stop him from eating the small white fish in the magic pond.
"I have to say, this thing is a holy thing for replenishing the kidneys. I didn't expect that the Pope of Light could also use this kind of thing. Hey, it's true that there are only exhausted cows and no plowed fields. Super saints must also abide by such rules of heaven and earth. ”
William glanced outside the courtyard and put the few remaining fish tails into a different space to raise them. He would probably rely on this to survive in the future.
Afterwards, His Royal Highness the Prince left the courtyard and went to the conference hall where many saints were already present.
After entering, he found that the seats in the conference hall were basically full.
But what is a bit surprising is that there are not many powerful people at the peak of the holy level.
In fact, they are not very busy, and they are not likely to be an outpost to suppress the dark world. It is simply that they do not want to be ordered by others.
This group of people are used to being aloof and completely disinclined to pay attention to the orders of the Pope of Light. Being able to find a powerful man under his command to attend the meeting is already considered a face-saving measure.
but.
Some peak saints chose to ignore it.
But some famous and powerful peak saints pay more attention to the attitude of the Pope of Light than those people.
There is not much to say about Legend Continent.
The sunset church, the dying sun.
The Zhige Empire, the Unparalleled War Saint.
Frost Empire, Frost Witch, this person originally had the blood of the imperial family, and is now the ancestor of the Frost Emperor.
After these three few came to the scene, they also attracted the attention of many saints. Each one of them stepped forward and tried to **** them hard.
besides.
Quiles of the Holy Empire of Middle-earth was wearing scarlet armor. When he was sitting on his seat, the two saints beside him did not dare to talk to him.
Because this guy is the strongest man in Middle-earth and also the most warlike one.
He entered the holy realm at the end of the second era and almost became one of the twelve saints of the human race. However, even if he was not selected, he was still the pinnacle saint who crushed many powerful saints and exterminated countless dark creatures.
Even in the later stages of the game, after some hidden peak saints in Middle-earth were born, they were still no match for Quiles.
finally.
Some saints have set their sights on a magician again.
Rune Mage.
After the continent of the gods split, this old guy who had lived for countless years single-handedly named the split continent, which is now Rune Continent.
The Rune Magic Holy Land he created is a paradise for countless legal professions in Rune Continent. They are all proud to enter the Rune Magic Holy Land. He controls more powerful saints under his command than the Human Empire.
If the human empire of Rune Continent is the sky, then the Holy Land of Rune Magic is the heaven that controls the heaven, and the Forbidden Magician is also one of them.
"The rune mages are here. The top saints from other continents still don't give face to the Pope of Light. I guess they are pills." Some saints took a breath of air.
"The pinnacle saint must have a temper. The Pope of Light said so many cruel words, which probably made some people feel unhappy."
"But that's a super saint."
"Actually, I also discovered that since the Rune Masters are here, it seems to be enough to prove the current status of the Pope of Light."
Two human saints were communicating through the message.
As early as the third era, some people were discussing who was the strongest person in the entire continent of gods.
There is no doubt that those are the only ones who can make the list.
Because the peak saints are also strong and weak.
But the strong ones who can be on the list are all famous ones without exception.
For example, the unparalleled war saint, the rune mage, Quiles, the divine angel Migaro of the Yu clan, and the first-class holy armor of the Slayer Temple.
As for the elves
emmm, it’s so hidden that I don’t even know who will be selected. The strongest person on the surface of the elves is only a high-ranking saint. This is simply unrealistic, but others can’t provide evidence.
Dwarves
Well, it's not that they were too hidden, but that they were too stupid to seek death. Basically all the peak saints have fallen. Even if they exist, they are very rare and cannot be ranked.
Not to mention the elves and dwarves, among the powerful people on the list, the rune mage and the divine angel Migaro of the Yu clan are the most famous. I think that even if the real strongest person appears in the future, it will be from these two selections. out.
But at that time, the Pope of Light was far from being ranked high, but no one had ever thought that he would now become the real number one in the world.
William has found his place at this time. He is like a well-behaved little rabbit, trying not to attract the attention of others, and obediently lies on the table and gnaws carrots.
Linsheng.
Not weak, he also captured three dark monarchs.
But compared with these big guys, everyone will die!
You can crush yourself to death with just one finger.
But it's kind of interesting.
He is really the only legend in the entire conference hall!
His aura was so unique, and his appearance was so good, it was impossible not to attract the attention of others.
At this time, there were already many female saints who were looking down upon him, and seemed to intend to support him.
Emmm, the rich lady’s happy balls and the like are probably indispensable, which made His Highness the Prince stare at his table, not daring to look anywhere else.
The Temple of Light is too dangerous and he wants to go to the Dark World.
Don't ask why you don't go back to Dawn City!
But just when His Highness the Prince was feeling stressed.
Under the guidance of Lancelot, a feathered holy angel also slowly walked into the conference hall.
Many saints in the venue fell silent.
Because that was no ordinary holy angel.
But it is the strongest among the Yu Clan, Migalo, who is known as the Angel of God!
This person is the second holy angel that has appeared in the history of the Yu Clan since its birth!
A super old antique who has lived for an unknown number of years. Many people are speculating that he is a powerful saint born at the end of the First Era, the Age of Mythology.
William was ranked at the back of the queue and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. There were so many big guys coming and their momentum was so strong that he was a little confused.
"Hey, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come to participate. It's okay to ask Lancelot to introduce the content of the meeting to me." His Highness the Prince was a little entangled.
"Hello!"
William turned his head in horror and glanced at the bastard who patted his shoulder.
"Oh, I'm scared to death. Why are you here?"
Jierog touched the hairstyle on his head with his hand and said with a smile: "Participate in the council for our president."
"The Pope of Light personally notified you that your president is also a real person and you didn't even attend in person?" William shrugged.
"It's not bad. If you hadn't sold my mentor a new pet, he would have been here long ago."
"Oh, why the hell do you still blame me?" His Highness the Prince was speechless, but he quickly said: "But you still dare to come out, you are really not afraid that your big baby will be taken away by some guys. "
Jierog narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Sorry, I always carry my big baby with me. I can go wherever I want, and have sex wherever I want... cough."
"..." William pondered for three seconds, silently gave a thumbs up to express his admiration, and secretly prayed for Agares, hoping that he would not suffer excessive torture and abuse, and that it would be best to ascend to heaven as soon as possible.
He was wrong.
He shouldn't have sold it to Jerogg as an item, he was wrong... he sold it too cheap!
Now that William has an acquaintance by his side, even if he is a saint from the Demon Hunter Guild, His Royal Highness finally breathed a sigh of relief and relieved a lot of pressure.
As more and more saints filled the conference hall, until the moment the door was closed.
The Pope of Light finally appeared in the center accompanied by the Holy Light, silently showing off.
The saints calmed down and looked at the guy in front of them, wondering what was going on in their minds.
His Royal Highness also sat upright and obediently to avoid being regarded as a model and being picked out by the Pope's teacher.
The young pope, who looked like he was in his twenties, glanced around and said with a smile: "Since everyone is here, let's not talk nonsense. The first session of the Holy Council is officially start."
No one responded.
The Pope of Light does not need anyone to respond, it is enough for others to listen.
So he spoke again: "There are three main purposes of this meeting, the coming of the gods, the dark world, and the reincarnation of the gods."
"Let's first talk about the arrival of the gods. In five words, they are enemies. Most of them are enemies, mortal enemies!"
"Anyone object?"
No one raised a hand to object.
"Okay, next topic."
William twitched his mouth, Your Majesty the Pope, you really cherish your words like gold!
"Dark World, I united the major forces some time ago to jointly launch an invasion of the Dark World. Now there are seventy-six outposts that have completely established themselves and become a nail in the Dark World. Not only can we obtain huge resources from them, And benefits, and can absorb a lot of luck from the mainland!" When the Pope of Light said this, the faces of the saints changed more or less.
obviously.
They also felt that the destiny of the Gods Continent was improving as a whole, which would help their cultivation and even bring them one step closer.
Then the Pope of Light spoke again: "As saints, you should understand that the resources of the Gods Continent are permanent, and the luck will not increase or decrease. We want to make the Gods Continent have more luck. , I want more professionals to become saints, and even more saints to step into the realm of super saints!”
At this time, he chuckled: "That will only reduce the enemy's luck."
"And who has the most luck?"
"The Holy One, the Dark Lord, the God."
"Whenever such a being falls, their own destiny will feed back to the entire continent. If the body is not refined into equipment, it will gradually dissipate in endless years, returning countless magic powers to the world, thus forming A new vein of resources.”
"These are all ways to increase luck."
"But even if the history of the Mythical Age is erased, you should more or less understand that in that era, the Dark World and the Continent of the Gods often went to war, right?"
Some saints nodded thoughtfully.
"That's because whoever wins one step will gain great luck and bring greater benefits to them."
"Of course, the luck brought by the more than seventy outposts is actually not much, especially the battle for luck in the mainland. Not many changes can be seen in a short period of time. This is a protracted war. If the gods have not come, , I even want to take the initiative and kill hundreds of dark monarchs so that you can occupy the dark world!"
"but."
"It's too late now!" The Pope of Light took a deep breath, and this time he pointed to the top of his head: "The time for the arrival of the gods is too close. If I dare to do that, a lord god will definitely come to stop me, and even cause the gods to advance in advance. "Go down to earth."
"The Pope of Light is the first super saint in several eras. How can he still be afraid of the obstruction of a few major gods?" God Angel Migalo chuckled.
"Am I your father?" The Pope of Light turned around and said.
"You...you say it again?" God Angel Migalo gritted his teeth and stood up.
"Since I'm not your father, why do I spoil you? When I speak, it's your turn to speak?" The Pope of Light approached step by step, with an invisible aura, forcefully pressing down on the God Angel Migalo to sit down again. In their seats, others felt nothing.
This kind of meticulous control, this incredible strength, makes people take a breath of air.
The Rune Mage's eyes were also filled with countless runes at this time, but he still could not see through what the Pope of Light's method was.
He originally thought that when he saw the Pope of Light take action, he would be able to analyze something even if he put a little effort into it and spoke less.
But the Pope of Light's methods are like the power of rules at a higher level, leaving him with no way to exploit every opportunity.
"Sure enough, the gap between the super saint and the saint is too big. They are not on the same level of strength at all." The rune mage sighed, and could only laugh secretly at Migalo's unlucky situation.
This guy is just like me, he just wants to test things out.
But the Pope of Light really didn't show any respect at all. He was directly hit and exploded on the spot. The angry Migalo almost jumped into the sky and left the venue directly...
But at this time.
The young Pope no longer paid attention to his 'son', but said again: "It's not that I can't stop one or two powerful Lord Gods, but I dare to kill the Dark Lord, and they dare to kill you. If you are not afraid, Death, we can try, but I can’t die anyway..."
"Ahem, forget it then. What can you do to strive for greater luck?"
"To win over the reincarnations of gods and use gods against gods, there seems to be a certain balance between them and certain interests. They will not really kill them without being pushed to the extreme."
"Only by allowing them to confront each other can we gain a chance to rise and survive." As the Pope of Light waved his hand, screens of light appeared.
These are all images of reincarnations of gods.
And William twitched his mouth.
MMP.
The whole family from Dawn City is up there.
This situation naturally attracted the attention of many people.
The Pope of Light said again: "If the gods are on our side, they will definitely bring us a lot of luck.
As for the war in the future, it will not be a racial war as you imagine.
It is a war between the Holy Way and the Shinto! "
"The Lord of the Era will also be a person, not a race."
"Although racial luck and personal luck are closely related, your first consideration should be how to survive."
"Win over those reincarnated gods and make them give up their plan to enslave the world's creatures again..."
"How can we defeat the gods if we are the only ones?"
"Have you forgotten the original name of this continent?"
"The Continent of the Gods."
"They are the first creatures born on this continent!"
"They are the masters of this continent!"
"Both then and now."
"It's just that we took advantage of them to sleep, and gradually became stronger from ants!"
"But it cannot be denied that the gods are still the masters of this world, because their strong men, their talents, and their strength are far stronger than us!"
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